Byline: Knight Ridder
BUNNELL, Fla. -- He'd had -- what? -- maybe five hours sleep and a quick bite to eat. The smell of smoke still clung to him like cheap cologne, but here came Paul Madraza, a knight in a yellow fire-retardant suit, ready to walk willingly again into the dragon's mouth.
Off to the shady side of the Bunnell Volunteer Fire Station, Madraza balanced himself on the bumper of an empty van, hastily adjusting the suspenders that held up his billowy bunker pants. He moved quickly -- losing time, after all, means losing more acres -- adjusting his boots, checking his helmet and pausing only when asked where his assignment would take him this day. …
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