I was out of bed at 7:52 after I thought I heard some kids getting excited about seeing a fire truck. Naturally I wondered why they weren't in school (I thought it was later than 8am).
Then the siren got louder and closer and I looked out the window. There was smoke streaming out the door jam on the main floor and from underneath the eaves. The yelling I heard was our next-door neighbour helping Mrs. L. (she's the only one that lived there) away from her house and getting the attention of the fire truck. About a minute later, there were flames shooting up from the back end of the roof.
I debated about taking pictures and posting them - this is a tragedy as much as a spectacle, and I have no idea what might have caused the fire - but right around Christmas (and in winter) when most of us have Christmas lights up and quite possibly a space heater going, it's important to remember to make sure that all our lights and heaters are up to code and used as safely as possible.
I saw smoke at 7:52am. This was twenty minutes later:
This is after all the fire trucks/fighters have left*:
Please continue to pray for Mrs. L. It looks like whatever is in her (detached) garage will be fine, but I only saw the firefighters recover a single trunk from the house.
*These photos were both taken today so I'm not sure why the dates don't match.
5 comments:
Oh goodness! Poor Mrs. L, we'll offer her up in prayer this Christmas.
And okay, my tea was really good. You are a close second:) Thank you for sending it. We southerners have to dump way more sugar in it though to make it a dessert which is how we like our tea.
I was going to tell you something else but the stench of lysol has clouded my brain. I'm deep cleaing today and am about done with the kitchen.
Oh my goodness. I am so glad that everyone was ok.
I'm so sorry for your neighbor. I will keep her in my prayers. I was planning to take and post pictures of our holiday decor today, but fortunately our excuse isn't so sad. We're just jet lagged and our place is a mess!
Oh man, this is terrible. Poor Mrs. L! But I'm glad everyone was OK.
Poor Mrs. L.
A friend of The Girl's lost EVERYTHING in a house fire last week. Every freaking thing. Even the pet rabbit. It's sad.
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