Town had a fire yesterday. We hadn't been out of church for very long, maybe an hour or so, and I was at my friend Paigey's house when the fire siren up town went off. Always hate the sound of that. Shortly, we heard the sirens of the fire trucks....turning up her street. So being normal citizens that we are, we rush outdoors to see what's going on...we see the fire trucks and all that sitting up at the intersection...by the time we had gotten across the street...we could see the smoke. It took them hours to get it put out. Everyone was ok, and they got most of the animals out...not sure about one dog :( There's not much left...the back side and straight up through the middle are gone.
We all see the world differently, sometimes correctly, sometimes flawed. This is my slice of reality, My Secret Place...where I come to vent, to imagine and to muse, to ramble on about my trials large and small...amongst people who accept me with all my flaws and foibles...and read anyways.
Comments
Fluke - Good, especially that you'd do it again even without a thanks.
Daydreamer - absolutely
Jean-Luc - fam's ok, 3 firemen hurt :( don't know about the animals :(