Conversation with a Fireman from Brooklyn
by Tess Gallagher
He offers, between planes,
to buy me a drink. I’ve never talked
to a fireman before, not one
from Brooklyn
anyway. Okay. Fine, I say. Somehow
the subject is bound
to come up, women
firefighters, and since I’m
a woman and he's a fireman, between
the two of us, we know something
about this subject. Already
he’s telling me he doesn’t mind
women firefighters, but what
they look like
after fighting a fire, well
they lose all respect. He’...