Yeah!!! My dad too!!! I think her dad was an ADO. I think the thing is, there was a lot of pride around being in the fire service*. Everyone lived on the same roads by the station, Christmas parties for kids, a fire engine came to my house to bring presents because I was poorly. It was brilliant. I was (still am) so proud of my dad. So I completely understand that it was a bit of a thing.
What I am not, is qualified to fight fires or assess the structural integrity of buildings. My nephew likes to play with fire engine toys though so maybe we've got a 3rd genner on our hands
*Possibly there still is. My dad's been retired ages and mostly reminisces with his pals about the good old days when there were proper fires and no trazzzzzzzzzers on birds**
**He does not do that, he's a lovely man