He became an alcoholic. With the help of an Uncle, a former firefighter, he did get off the booze for a while. Tommy is divorced with 2 daughters. The divorce was the result of his son dying by being hit on his bicycle by a drunk driver who left the scene. Tommy had told the boy to go put his helmet on, but the boy didn’t. His wife blamed him for not following up. The wife then had an affair with his cop brother. In the meantime, another relative agreed to murder the driver for Tommy and go to Jail, since he was already old and had nothing to look forward to.
Everyone in the Firehouse has some kind of problem. It is very interesting to see what happens to them week to week. The strong get torn down, the weak come through in a pinch. All kinds of mental problems are displayed. Each firefighter deals with their MI in a different way – and none of them sees a professional for help.
Tommy has an on-again, off-again affair with his late cousins wife. Actually Tommy screws anything in a skirt. The show is labeled “LVS” for Language, Violence, Sexual – and each show is packed with plenty of all three! The theme song is very catchy, but the words are rather dark and depressing. It is performed by the Von Bondies and I think was written around 2004. You can see them perform the video here: Von Bondies performing “C’Mon C’Mon”.
Here are the words to the song:Another day, C’mon, C’mon When the drones attack and we do it all wrong Now we grieve cause now is gone Things were good when we were young When my teeth are down, I could see the blood Of a thousand men who have coming, gone Now we grieve cause now is gone Things were good when we were young Is it safe to say C’mon C’mon Was it right to leave, C’mon C’mon Will I ever learn, C’mon, C’mon, C’mon, C’mon, C’mon, C’mon As I make my way, C’mon, C’mon Of these battered nights, I see too long Now we grieve cause now is gone The things were good when we were young And on this day, these deepen wounds Don’t heal so fast, can’t hear me churn Of a million lifes, of speak no truth Over time go by, the now is through…