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Station Four, 8:30 p.m. December 23

I’m lieutenant at Alameda Fire Station Four, Harbor Bay Isle, and John Laramie is the engineer. We’re looking forward to a quiet shift being that Harbor Bay is in the suburbs.

The only thing keeping us awake this afternoon is the constant thud of golf clubs on the 16th hole of the golf complex and an occasional ball bouncing off my office wall. A trip to the store, some familiarization, and back home for a quick workout; the day is done. It’s so different from our inner city stations.

We are spending the weekend with friends and family from out of town, who are here to celebrate my sweetie's birthday. These are old friends who have come from the East Coast and Southern California and are themselves the presents my sweetie requested.

We ate breakfast in a local restaurant this morning and it was quite a sight: Five old geezers around the table, pretty much laughing our heads off and enjoying each others' company.

The Restoration Advisory Board meets at 6:30 p.m. Thursday, May 14 in Suite 140 at City Hall West, 950 West Mall Square, Alameda Point.

Welcome to this week’s edition of The Broad Brush, your two-sentence weekly news review. Here’s what happened on the Island this week.

Californians are being asked to conserve water in the face of a stubborn drought. Here’s what your neighbors are doing to save water.

An eagle-eyed regular reader who noticed that we hadn't updated our development map since December asked if we could revise and repost it. Well, ask and ye shall receive.

August 1969, 1:00 a.m.

My mind returns to my first structure fire. I am riding the tailboard with Moe Hale. He is extremely confident and anxious to get into the battle.

As I look ahead, with a mix of apprehension and excitement, I see a fully involved two-story house, with Pete Matulich silhouetted in the flames. Moe says, “Captain Steckler will have us go through the front door.”

I ask in a somewhat agitated voice, “What front door? You mean that ball of flame?”

The reply comes: “Yeah, no sweat.”

Yesterday we were shopping in a store we occasionally shop at and often make purchases. We bought a pair of fuzzy slippers for my grandchild because she had hurt her foot and couldn't get into any other footwear. Alas, they turned out to be too small, so I had to return them.

We had paid cash and specifically asked about the return policy since she wasn't there to try them on, and were informed that if we returned the slippers within 30 days with no wear and with all the tags and the receipt there would be no problem.

The City Council meets at 7 p.m. Tuesday, May 5 in council chambers on the third floor of City Hall, 2263 Santa Clara Avenue.

Welcome to this week’s edition of The Broad Brush, your weekly, two-sentence local news review. Here’s what happened on the Island this week.

I recently went to a doctor to have her look at the results of a bone density test I had three months ago. When I went to my primary doctor for my annual exam, he noted that I had lost another inch of height. The prior year I had also lost an inch. He examined my back and felt there was a slight bulge in one place. He referred me for the bone density test.

About seven years earlier, in Maine, I had been diagnosed with osteoporosis. I was referred for an evaluation purely due to age. I took medication for five years. I did have one follow up bone density test done in Maine and was told there was improvement.

Two years ago, I was advised to cease the medication.

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