MAST on the River

This story originally appeared on streetstoriesems.com

My partner, Quinn, and I were cruising down the FDR Drive towards another EMS station in lower Manhattan. Our lieutenant had sent us on an errand as soon as our shift started. We were to retrieve and deliver a large box of Very Important, Desperately Needed, Get Them Here ASAP supplies and equipment.

The FDR highway circles the outer edge of the borough on the east side. It was a cold January day and we could see some chunks of ice being tossed about in the choppy waves flowing next to us. We got off at our exit but…