Firehouse 51 is noisy, comforting and crazy at the same time. A rhythm of movement that dictates how your own life will look like soon you hope. Something is always going on whether it’s gear being checked or even someone cooking up a feast for the team.

Although it’s a work place defending their own patch of Chicago. It’s more like a family of siblings who use teamwork to help each other.

So you decided for yourself that you want to be a firefighter whether for Truck, Squad or paramedic. After completing your training and getting approval you walk inside of the house.

There was Chief Wallace Boden on the garage floor seeing me and smiles at me