Somewhere around 11 pm, Rob and I were closing our books- about to turn out our lights for the night. We both looked up and our NW bathroom window was glowing a solid orange. Yikes! Rob called 911. I ran for the back door to see how bad it was. Rob's parents, Don and Loretta, were staying in their motor home in our backyard. Thankfully, it never got too close. The house closest to it never caught on fire. Firefighters put up a great defense once they realized there was no saving the house. Over 70 firefighters participated in this fight. The roof and 3rd floor are gone. They ended up pulling the ladder truck and pumper truck into the alley to put out the fire. Too many large trees in front. Around 2:15 the ladder truck pulled away- leaving us to settle back down and get to sleep!
I am alive!
7 months ago
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