From an Article in
The Washington Times
June 10, 2003
BURNING DESIRE TO HELP
By Lara Naaman
SPECIAL TO
THE WASHINGTON TIMES
It's been a long time since Vito Maggiolo had to clean the pots after dinner at
the firehouse. He's been at Rescue Squad 1 in downtown Washington
long enough to do the more interesting chores, such as checking the
equipment or racking the hose.
He's always ready jump on the truck in response to a call, but
during downtime, he's just as happy to sit around and shoot the
breeze with the guys from 2 Platoon.
As much as Mr. Maggiolo is one of the guys, however, he's not
technically a fireman. He's what's known as a fire buff.
Ask any fireman if his house has a buff, and he'll know what
you're talking about. Buffs are the rock groupies of the
firefighting world. They have encyclopedic knowledge of firefighting
history, equipment and techniques.
Most carry scanners, to know where the fire is at all times.
They carry pagers tapped into elaborate buff-run nationwide networks
that alert them to fires all over the country.
For whatever reasons, they've not been able to become career
firefighters, but since the first time they saw a red engine
speeding down the street, they've been hooked. Some will know the
history of a particular firehouse better than the actual
firefighters working there.
"I've been a buff as far back as I can recall," says Mr. Maggiolo, 51, whose eyesight wasn't good enough for him to join the
department. He remembers his mother carrying him to see the
firetruck at Engine Company 62 in the Bronx
when he was 8 years old.
"Initially, it's just the visuals. The young kids come to see
the truck and the lights and they hang out. Some of them grow up and
move on. But there are a certain percentage, like myself, who
don't."
And for that percentage, there is, of course, a club. Mr. Maggiolo, a CNN assignment editor by day, is a member of the
Friendship Fire Association. The Washington-area group aims "to
perpetuate the international hobby of Fire Buffing by educational
and social endeavors." It also operates a canteen wagon at the
scenes of fires, providing refreshments and shelter to firemen while
they battle blazes.
Buff clubs are common in urban areas where there often isn't an
opportunity for firefighting enthusiasts to become volunteer
firefighters. Still, many volunteer firefighters are buffs, and vice
versa.
"Buffs have what I like to call 'the romance of firefighting'
in the blood," says Keith Franz of the International Fire Buff
Association, an umbrella group that includes 90 buff clubs across
the U.S. and Canada, and various individual members in Great Britain
and Germany.
He estimates that among the IFBA's 5,000 members, there are
electricians, plumbers, lawyers, tailors, ministers and journalists.
It is often said that former New York Mayor Rudolph W. Giuliani is
the biggest buff around.
So while most people would run away from a fire, why do these
guys run to it?
"There's a certain excitement and spontaneity," says Mr. Maggiolo. "The real interest is watching the firefighting. It's like
watching this primeval battle between good and evil."
"The activity and action can carry a certain amount of
intrigue," says Mr. Franz. "Buffs at a fire scene are usually
discussing strategy. 'How are they attacking a fire? Where is
ventilation needed?' That sort of thing."
To an outsider, all of this may seem not too far removed from
pyromania.
Mr. Franz and his fellow buffs have heard that accusation a
number of times. "It's the furthest thing from the truth," he says.
"Buffs are interested in fire safety. People maybe think buffs are
just overgrown kids chasing a fire engine, but we don't have any
problems. Our energy is directed toward community projects."
The IFBA, which celebrates its 50th anniversary this year,
raises money for burn centers and sponsors smoke-alarm campaigns.
Many buff groups are involved in advocacy programs for families of
fallen firefighters.
And not all buffs chase fires. For some, the hobby means
collecting paraphernalia, including hats, antique equipment and
patches from firehouses around the world. Some like to visit
firehouses in other cities when they travel, just to meet the
firemen and see how things are done there.
The term "buffs," according to popular buff lore, comes from
the days when fire departments used horses. When the weather was
cold, buffalo- skin coats were used to keep the horses warm. Guys
who hung around at the firehouse but weren't actual firefighters
would often help by putting the coats on the horses. Thus, the
shortened term for "buffalo" got applied to them.
But while a buff just used to be the guy who hung around a
particular firehouse, the modern trend is for them to be organized
and belong to clubs such as the Friendship Fire Association or the IFBA. But that doesn't mean that the tradition of the house buff is
dead.
Jarrid Gaston has been at 16 Engine on 13th Street NW longer
than some of the firefighters who work there. He started hanging out
as a little boy in the 1980s, some time after he'd witnessed his own
father's murder and been placed in foster care. "We pretty much took
him in," says Lt. Jeff Wright.
Mr. Gaston would help out around the station, sweeping and mopping
the floor, or washing the trucks. Some nights when he had nowhere
else to stay, he slept at the firehouse. He got a uniform with his
name on it. "Now he helps us with the journals and the computer
stuff," says Lt. Wright. "He's like the mascot."
Maybe he's a bit more than that. The guys of 16 Engine tried
for years to help Mr. Gaston get his general equivalency diploma, or GED, pushing him to study and punishing him when he didn't.
And even though that goal never materialized, he's still very
much a fixture in the house. He even got the ultimate nod of
acceptance from the firefighters â?" a nickname. They all call him
"Old Face."
"Ever since he was about 12, he's looked 40," says Lt. Wright.
"It may sound derogatory to other people, but to us it's a term of
affection. If we didn't like him, he wouldn't be around. He's like
part of the family."
And while buffing might seem a strange hobby to some,
firefighters do seem to appreciate the interest. "Look, these guys
come out in the freezing weather in February to run canteen service
for us," says Lt. Wright. "And we figure as long as a visitor
doesn't make a pest of themselves, we're glad to have them.
Sometimes, it's as interesting for us as it is for them."
Probably the person with the most reason to complain about fire
buffing is Mr. Maggiolo's wife, Colleen. She's learned over the
years to sleep through a cacophony of pagers going off in the middle
of the night. "She tolerates it," he says with a laugh. "My wife
knows every couple of days, it's firehouse night. It's certainly my
second love."
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