On Jonathan Killings’ first day as a rookie firefighter in 1998, he walked into Station 23 in Northeast El Paso carrying everything he thought he’d need — his gear, his lunch, his nerves. He didn’t even have time to set them down.
“As soon as I walked through the door, the tones go off,” Killings recalled. “And (the firehouse chief) looks at me, and he goes, ‘Are you gonna take the call, or are you just gonna stand around?’”
Killings didn’t hesitate. He never really has…