From the Big Box of Photos in My Basement | 1989
It seems like a lifetime ago that I was in Paramedic school. Our last project before graduation was a mock disaster that was held in the White Bear Lake Middle School. I had forgotten how all out we went in preparations for the drill. Moulage and fake smoke were used with great effect.The day after the drill we flew to Colorado Springs for our exams which we all failed over a technicality. We had to wait a month to take them over.
I wonder how many of my classmates are still in the profession?




Wow! What a set of pics. I remember drills like these way back when…
I can’t remember the fellow’s name, but a few years back i was taking some graduate classes with a guy that knew you from the Paramedic years (which he still was at that time)
I would be interested to know who if you ever think of his name.
His name was Satan.
Have you ever read, “Population 485: Meeting your neighbors one siren at a time”? It was an excellent book about being a paramedic in a small town in WI.
So what’s with the newspapers behind all of them. Did you just give up and wrap them up like dead fish?
Good idea but I think it was to keep the fake blood off of the carpets.
name will never some back to me, but he was ~6 foot, dark curly hair, glasses, a tad on the stocky side, wore something like a metal dog collar necklace/choker.
Perhaps it was everyone’s favorite bartender-cum-paramedic, Lee Kennedy?
That’s it. I thought Edge meant someone from my class.
That belly-wound guy looks like Lundgren. He should use that for his Facebook profile photo.