I used to walk by a station on my way to work and enjoyed that the fire persons were working out in…read morethe off time. And it was fun in my home neighborhood seeing the fire people engage a young child with mom with the firehouse and the equipment. And it was great to have them evacuate a neighbor who broke their neck from a geographically inconvenient spot. But I just saw them at work responding to a construction gas leak, blocking the area, clearly communicating with the nearby business to vacate and professionally managing the situation. They had another example of doing this extremely well at NW 23rd and Glisan. So they got this. Cool thing, in neighborhoods of Portland bordering another jurisdiction, the neighbor sends unit(s) too, and the reverse. So Clackamas responded in Sellwood. Hopefully you don't need them!

I just heard they don't save cats. So basically I pass the fire building @ 55 sw Ash st on my way…read morehome and there I never really see many firemen maybe they're usualyy inside hiding playing Angry Birds, who knows. But I saw them a couple times driving their truck lookin' bored and not anything like on the level of those firemen calendars but hey it's winter, everyone's sad and depressed. But yesterday I saw it. They were all across the street on the waterfront lawn area kicking around a soccer ball in their lil matching leisure uniforms and I just couldn't help feeling safe. Most of their legs looked like they could stomp out any fire easily. My only complaint is that they left all their walkie talkies kind of far away and there tons of em and there was a dispatcher screaming.

Who do you call when you need your smoke alarm batteries changed? Thank you for your help!!!read more

Tualatin Valley Emergency Medical Services and Rescue through 911, is a superb top of the line…read moremedically and trauma trained group of men that come to rescue and provide medical attention to the ill person. I'm thankful of their amazing service. My father past away, after their many attempts to resuscitate him. Thank you.

This is one of the most quaint little firehouses I've ever seen. Looks more like a home with a nice…read moreyard. I hope it serves the brave men and women of the Portland Fire Department well!

Proudly serving NE Portland's King, Sabin, Vernon, Alameda, Concordia, Sunderland and Woodlawn…read moreNeighborhood Associations since 1959.

Right down the street from me and they have come to the rescue a few times. Even put out a fire in…read morethe alley next to me one time. They have always been fast and kind. Glad they are so close.

Any firefighter in this day and age is a true American hero…read more They do not receive much compensation. They save our lives. Be respectful of this. Stop thinking about the microcosms of your own life and think about how you can devote that energy to giving someone the respect they deserve. Be a good person.

Last week while cooking dinner outside, my Traeger unexpectedly caught on fire. Now I'm a Georgia…read moregirl with a lot of experience cooking on a smoker, so I fully understand the concept behind it and that yes, there is supposed to be some fire involved in the normal process in order to create that coveted smoke in the first place. However, it's because of my southern roots that I also know that other than first igniting the Traeger, it should stay fairly steady and not have smoke billowing out in waves. And there should certainly NEVER be any flames shooting outside in any scenario. That's always going to be a hard no. So when I walked up to flip my food halfway, and saw smoke pouring out of every possible crevice, I CAREFULLY and SLOWLY lifting the lid, just enough to try to see what was going on, then upon pulling out one of dishes, I saw bright orange flames spread across the bottom side of the grill. I quickly shut the lid and ran inside to grab the emergency fire blankets that I had (thankfully yet coincidentally) just purchased a few weeks before, and after returning less than 20 seconds later, found flames shooting out from underneath the lid and drip hole on the left side, which was right next to the house. I then looked at the temp gauge and saw it rapidly ascend from 450° to 550° in a matter of seconds, and worried that it would catch the house on fire or possibly even explode if I didn't act fast. So I donned my cooking gloves (don't judge, I improvised), stood off to the side, opened the lid far enough to throw the fire blanket inside and across the grates, then slammed the lid shut again and hit the switch to turn everything off. Miraculously, within seconds, the flames were snuffed out, but there was still so much heat and smoke, and it had all happened so fast, plus not knowing where the fire had originated from or if it was truly completely out or not, I reached out to the LO Fire Department. Enter Station #210. I walk or drive by this fire house at least once a day as it is located so close to where I live, but I've never personally been in need of assistance before. But without hesitation, the three people in house (two men and one woman), immediately hopped into one of their trucks after I attempted to breathlessly explain what had happened, and drove straight to my house (all few blocks ;) ) then proceeded to help me by pulling the Traeger out of the alcove where it was. They opened everything up. Removed the other dish of "food" that was still in there (note: this all went directly into the garbage after it had cooled... dish and all since there was no distinguishing between the two), and emptied the pellet box to make sure there was nothing still smoldering inside that wasn't visible from the outside. They were even kind enough to spread out the (now very singed) emergency fire blanket I had used to put out the fire to dump the pellets out onto since the box had just been filled and they knew that otherwise it would have created a huge mess for me to have to cleanup on my own later. Very long story short, even though the fire ended up already having been put out and I probably looked and sounded like a frantic mad women when I initially talked to them, they still treated me kindly and respectfully and never once made me feel like I was either over or under reacting. And the little details they attended to while at my home, even though only for a brief time, really helped to calm my nerves when my adrenaline was already running at peak capacity. So once again, the men and women of Station #210 set a shining example of how treating others should be done, whether you are in a public service position or not. And I could not feel more secure knowing that they are there and at the ready to help should I or any of my neighbors have another emergency arise in the future. We're in good hands, LO!

Extremely knowledgeable and compassionate people! Thank you all for saving my mom's life! Our deep…read moreappreciation to your expertise and professionalism is far beyond verbal expression!

These fine men and women put their lives on the line everyday to rescue people, save property and…read morenature. Located just steps from the Hawthorne Bridge, there is always a lot of activity in the area with people walking, running, riding bikes, scooters and the homeless tents and community. Those that work here are always respectful of everyone. It goes without saying that they keep their equipment and firehouse in spotless condition. Including the area right outside their facility where many come to sit on the benches, get a drink of water, or just take in the view of the city across the Willamette. Thanks for all you do every single day.