A Fond Farewell: 2008
And good night, Mom. Sweet dreams.
Back in mid-January, I boldly made some predictions and proved I can talk out of my butt. Even so, a stopped wall clock is right at least twice a day and I wasn’t too far off on some of the below:
The Patriots will win the Super Bowl and Tom Brady will be anointed by the Boston archdiocese (kind of joking).
Close but no cigar, though rumor has it Tom proposed to Gisele this week and gave her a rock the size of Rhode Island. Close enough to sainthood.
The Cubs will not win the World Series despite putting up a good battle. The Red Sox will still be scary good but watch out for the Angels.
All of these teams made the postseason, but the Cubs barely put up a fight, the Halos were bounced in the first round, and the Sox fought to the bitter end but were shut down by the Rays (who??? wth???).
Here’s some pictures of the two former homes of Warren Engine Company Number One. Per Carsonpedia:
The Warren Engine Co. #1 was one of Carson City’s first firehouses, here at the northeast corner of Curry and Musser Streets. It was built in 1864, and has been occupied at various times by all three of Carson City’s historic all-volunteer fire companies, the Curry, Swift, and Warren Engine Companies. The Warrens stayed here until the 1950s, when a new headquarters was built across the street.
Here the real old firehouse:

Courtesy of the Nevada State Library and Archives
And how it looks today, again courtesy of Carsonpedia:
And here’s the newer home across the street to the south. It was torn down and turned into a parking lot after the firefighters moved to their modern quarters on Stewart Street. Prior to the demolition, there was a firefighters museum on the second floor. I wonder whatever happened to all that equipment.
Edit: Here’s some pix of the demolition from Around Carson.
Last night at the gym, these songs were on the iTouch as I was wheezing away on the cross trainer, chanting my mantra: “50 pounds to go…”
And the sixth clip is not lame at all, an eternal song by a classy lady that I will never, ever tire of.
With Christmas behind us, we’ll be buried in the year-end lists over the next week and some of us will try personal lists. I got to mulling and these five days floated to the top of my memory. There’s surely others, but at the moment, these ones stick out.