The title of todays blog is a quote from a Captain of Maywood Fire Department that if you were in Division 20 or then Division 7 was very familiar. It was the quote that would bring young photographers running, fire departments responding and men going to work under the leadership of a Captain that was all heart, one hell of a fireman and a total screwball, Frank Mennell was that guy. From the fire boots that were marked TGIF (toes go in first) to that mustache that was often copied but never the same unless it was Franks he was one of a kind.
I met Frank as a young man going to an airshow at the Dupage County Airport. He had a Nikon and he was cool. He was one of the big influences in my photography. In fact my photography got him suspended from his job for a shift or 2 because I had a shot that I was so proud of him on a ladder without his helmet. I felt like crap and Franks comment was "don't worry about it kid I like my time off" Frank could make you laugh until it hurt. In the day he and his crew saw a bunch of fire and I mean ugly fire.
My best memory is Frank one day stilling out for a fire at Proviso East. You heard "Maywood responding to a fire at Proviso East, Holy Shit Norcomm I see smoke from 17th Ave give me a 2-11" . It was a roof fire but it was the only time I heard Frank speak above normal on the radio.
Frank influenced a lot of young firefighters. Some became good Captains, Chiefs and Fire Investigators.
The last call I worked with Frank on was and arson and explosion in the german ghetto of Maywood. I was the photographer and he was the IC. I think I laughed and learned more that night they under any other boss.
I saw Frank a few times after he retired and he always smiled. Even after his boat blew him out of the water and burned him he still had that smile.
I will miss Frank and think of him when I have a camera in my hand or working a fire investigation.
"Maywood responding to a still alarm" we are on our way Frankie RIP.
1 comment:
I met Frank years ago.
I was a young Tennessee girl, early 20's working as a waitress at Maybrook Grill in Maywood, Il.
One night, wee hours of the morning, this long legged, bushy mustache, beady eyed man walked in and sat down at a table in the middle of the room.
Ordered coffee and peace and quiet. He sat, doing his paper work, twisting on his mustache and looking up from time to time and grin.
Never saying a word but you knew he was debating on how well I would take a joke.
The rest is history. Frank was my dear friend for so many years.
He came with me to Tennessee a few times but he always talked about sitting on a big rock in Frisco drinking wine and eating bread.
I found out about Frank while looking for him a few months ago.
I miss my friend.
Patty~Ripley, Tn
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