It's called "Dedication." Maybe you've heard of it. Maybe you need to get some.

Behind the station, is a place we call the SUPER C Highway. It is a well-traveled alley for many to purchase beer at the SUPER C and walk home. There is a rest stop along the way. And this is it.

If you open the window, you can hear some interesting conversations. I heard a guy talking about cutting down on the overhead of his business, once. Really. Sometimes, you don't need to open the window, they're that loud. When they get too loud, we ask them to hold it down because the baby is trying to sleep. And they do.

Of course, we don't have a baby at the station. Although that would be a good basis for a sitcom - 16 men and a baby at a fire station. The kid could be raised his entire life in the station. We would hide him when a Colonel Klink-like chief would become suspicious. I'm just spit-ballin' here. Network execs - talk to my agent.

Anyway, you have to admire that these folks are dedicated to what they're doing, and they don't let a little snow get them down.