I always wanted to be a fire fighter. Had a helmet when I was little and used a French's Mustard bottle as a "hose" all over my grandma's hallway in her awesome log home. Seems to come up every family gathering somehow...
Ended up as a cop for 6 years. Was still jealous of the firemen.
When I grow up I want to be a sober, kind, caring, and responsible husband. I want to be a dad. I want to meet all kinds of people, and leave them better than I found them.