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Why, Lord, Why?
Why, Lord, Why?
Why, Lord, Why?
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Why, Lord, Why?

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Frank A. Pesta has over 35 years in the law enforcement field. Hes held the positions of Patrol Officer, Patrol Supervisor, Detective, Detective Lieutenant and Acting Chief of Police. At the present time he is a Retired Training and Crime Prevention Officer for the Macomb College Police Department. Officer Pesta was an Emergency Medical Technician as well as an Evidence Technician.

Officer Pesta served as a part-time instructor for the Police Continuing Education Department at Macomb Community College and has instructed at the Police Academy. He has authored numerous Michigan Law Enforcement Officers Training Council programs and his work has been published in a number of National Police Journals and Training Manuals.
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PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateFeb 6, 2012
ISBN9781468545647
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    Why, Lord, Why? - Frank A. Pesta

    PART 1

    Chapter I

    A typical Michigan day

    It was one of those typical, unpredictable fall days in Michigan. One minute the sky is full of threatening dark streaks and you think it is ready to storm. The next minute it turns into Indian Summer with temperatures in the high 70’s and the humidity reaching close to a hundred.

    Rob and Steve work for HV ambulance service and just completed eighteen hours of their twenty-four hour shift responding to crisis calls. Ambulance crews work twenty-four hours on and forty-eight hours off. Rob has been out of the Navy for only four months; having been a Navy Medic, he spent six years attached to a Marine battalion. He has had field experience ranging from front line meatball surgery to doing physicals on the new Navy recruits. After his hitch in the service, Rob joined HV Ambulance Service as a paramedic. This Ambulance Service is in the first year of a five-year contract. They have five stations strategically located throughout the county. Each crew consists of a two-man team, one handles all the driving and equipment, and the other, a paramedic, who is in complete charge and makes all the major decisions concerning the team and maintain each particular station. Thus the tremendous responsibility regarding the balance of life depends on his skill and judgment.

    This particular station was converted from an old gas station near the center of a small town. It has one bedroom with two cots; under each cot is a large fire bell that rings when a call comes in. The bathroom is slightly larger than an average size closet. It has a small stall shower; commode and sink, the paramedics and drivers could count on running out of hot water in the middle of their showers, no matter what time of day it was.

    Steve’s background is completely opposite then Rob’s. He was never in the service and is working his way through college as an ambulance driver. He has been working for HV Ambulance Service for the past six months now. Being a college man, Steve thinks he knows everything; and periodically, Rob has to keep Steve under control in a very authoritative, but understanding way. The two men work well together and perform magnificently as a team. Whenever an emergency crisis arises, Steve knows that Rob is the experienced one and has complete respect for his partner’s capabilities. He has seen Rob in action. Rob has been able to perform miraculously with mutilated, battered and twisted bodies they encounter daily. On numerous occasions Steve has observed Rob saving people’s lives when they had appeared to be clinically dead. Steve has said for a long time. If I was ever the one in need of emergency help, I would be confident that everything would be all right if I looked up and saw Rob’s smiling face.

    Working for HV Ambulance Service is a rewarding job for both Rob and Steve. The county they work in contains two major colleges; one in the Big Ten, and the other, a smaller college, with a great educational background. Rob loves football and on a football Saturday, they enjoy working the games. Rob has been thinking about going to medical school on his G.I. bill to become a doctor. Steve is hanging on to school by his fingertips. He is in his sophomore year and still does not know what he wants to do for a lifetime career.

    After high school, Steve had set out to make his fortune. He started selling life insurance, but that only lasted about two months. Steve has said many times, Those life insurance companies really get you. You go to work for them and they teach you to sell policies to your parents, brothers, sisters, other relatives and friends, then you burn out and they get rid of you. After his attempt in the life insurance business, Steve decided to make his millions selling Real Estate. He attended one of those get rich quick sessions at a local establishment and though this was for him. He spent $150.00, which he really couldn’t afford, to take this Real Estate class. He received his license and began working at a nearby real estate office. After another three months, he found, between the times he spent at the office and the gas he used running people around, he spent another $400.00 and never sold anything. After his money spending ventures, he decided to go to school and try to find a new career path.

    On this hot, sticky, humid night, Rob and Steve were just returning to their station from the University Hospital where they had a heart attack run. Again, because of Rob’s great expertise, a thirty-five year old male will be able to hear the cries and wipe the tears from the eyes of his two daughters. Rob told Steve that he was going into the bathroom to clean up. Steve pulled the ambulance up to the overhead doors and began the ritual of cleaning and restocking their unit. Steve and Rob were one of the lucky crews that just received one of the new emergency rigs, this one allowed them to stand up in the back. The older units were lower and the attendants had to bend over all the time. After a few hot runs by the end of the shift, their backs were so painful that it was several hours before they could function normally again. After each run, the unit had to be torn down and scrubbed out; this was part of the drivers’ job. Rob would always give Steve a hand with this when he needed it. Steve pulled out the stretcher and cleaned the resuscitation unit, restocked the drug box, restrung the new aspirator lines and washed down the back floor.

    Rob came from the bathroom with his shirt off and a towel around his

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