It was three days before Christmas.
My wife and I had just begun our nightly routine of getting our two-and-a-half-year-old daughter prepared for bed when we heard the sirens.
Hearing fire engine sirens during any other time of the year would cause us to stop what we were doing and say a quick “Hail Mary” for whomever the truck was intended.
But sustained fire sirens just before Christmas causes a thrill of excitement in me.
Santa is coming!