Jimway
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At least that's what we called him back in the day. He was a buddy of mine when I was a kid in the previous century. Depending on how far out of control things had become, we might call him Flicker, Flash, Flashover, Combustion, Blaze, Inferno, or Bush, House, Car, or Forest Fire. I guess probably everyone had a friend like him at some point. The Flame was interested in fire and studied it and played with it like a hungry cat would toy with a fat juicy mouse. He could talk at length about the scientific nature of how the various atoms reacted and combined to produce the flame, fire and general process of combustion, pretty advanced for a kindergartener. When we got to be older, the disscussions about fire had progressed well beyond mere words to become some pretty outragous experiments involving all sorts of different mixtures of stuff. We, I mean He, would take exception to being accused of playing with matches, after all, He was involved in some pretty serious scientific experimentation with possible fantastic benifits to all of mankind in the areas of heating, cooking, cleaning, propulsion, and warfare, just to name a few. He was a great guy to have around if you were suddenly in need of a cigarette, light, fire, or explosion. He was well known for carrying these things and freely handing them out to those who asked for it and often for those who had not asked for it or maybe even had no idea what was about to befall them. He was also pretty well known for having no eyebrows, eyelashes, and pretty short to nonexistant hair on the front part of his head. Depending on how observant you happened to be, and how close you might be to a particular experiment the Flame might be immersed in, you might just take on the same appearence as him often as fast or faster than you could utter a four letter word of some sort, sometimes faster than a three or even a two letter word . He was never without some form of incendiary devise like a book of matches, zippo lighter(he had a huge collection of these), bic lighter, welding torch sparker, woodstove lighter, alcohol, gas, deisel, avgass,and jp4 jet fuel on occasion. I learned early on to watch his hands cause when he produced a lighter of some type in his right hand, all you had to do was step back a little. Many of the other kids in the neighborhood were not as observant as this and more often than not were caught up in the ensuing excitement of the experiments outcome. When I say he was never without fire, I'm not just foolin. I remember one time when an experiment had gone extremely well, in the Flame's opinion, and I hadn't stepped back quite fast enough. A quick skinny dippin session(our clothes were on fire, prompting us to both jump into the harbour) caused us to emerge from the water as one giant goose bump. The Flame produced a dry Zippo lighter from nowhere and had a fire going in much less time than it takes to freeze to death around here in winter...