Got a call from Kay a while ago, she had just gone to pick up her check from work and put it in the bank.  (Still hard to get over her working and driving and all that!)

She’d gotten a block down the street.  A friend of my son, we’ll call him D, lives down there.  He’s kind of one of my adopted children.  D was home alone, and his house had caught fire.  I grabbed both house extinguishers and started to run down the street, hoping it was maybe a pot on the stove or something.

No.  When she said “on fire”, she meant “on fire”.  D was out and unhurt, spraying the garden hose in one of the front bedroom windows, but it was a battle he had no chance of winning.  At the very most he might have slowed the fire a little until the fire companies got there – except it was already in the ceiling and attic.  It was brave, if hopeless.

(More after the fold)

At least three volunteer fire departments were there within minutes, but even that was too long.  The flames were shooting out the window by the time they got there, heavy smoke was rolling out the vents in the soffits.  D’s dog Charlie is OK, too, and he’s in our back yard playing with Shakespeare as we speak.

D will be staying with us for a while, and Kay just took him and James out to go get something to eat and get D some clothes.  The boy owns nothing in the world but for the clothes on his back, and his dog.

Fortunately, I just got word that the house had great insurance on it, and everything that can be replaced, will be.  Parents and siblings and grandparents are all home (or what’s left of home) now, and we’ve invited them to our Independence Day cookout tomorrow.  I hope they come, and we’ve made it clear that we will help in any way we can.

It’s scary, y’know?  What if D had been sleeping and had not heard the strange bang from his sister’s room?  The thought sends a chill down my spine.  I’m just glad they’re all OK.

12 Responses to “Fire”

  1. Thomas Brock Says:


    Let me know if they need anything in the immediate and I’ll see if I can help.


  2. Stephanie Z Says:

    I’m just glad he didn’t try to be any more brave. Good kid.

  3. Lou FCD Says:


    Thank you, I appreciate the offer, especially from a local. I’m sure I’ll need it.


    Yeah, me too. Brave, but smart enough to be brave from outside.

    Good kid indeed.

  4. Beth Says:

    Scary, indeed. From one breath to the next … I’m so sorry. And so glad, that he’s okay.

    {hugs} all ’round, hmm?

  5. Lou FCD Says:

    Thanks to both of you.

  6. Kym Says:

    Wow, Insurance that actually pays? I didn’t know that happened. I thought the money spent on it was just sacrifice to the Gods.

  7. Lou FCD Says:

    Well, I guess that remains to be seen for sure, Kym. It looks like they’ll even put the family up in a hotel while the rebuild is going on, though D is going to stay with us anyway.

  8. Lou FCD Says:

    Charlie keeps trying to hump Shakespeare, though, and although Shakespeare has been very nice about just brushing him off or walking away, Charlie is getting persistent.

    Shakespeare nipped at him a while ago, and bared his teeth. He is not into Charlie, it would appear.

    *sigh* unrequited love in the animal kingdom…

  9. Lou FCD Says:

    Ah geez. I just found out they had a couple cats.

    The cats were not so fortunate as everyone else.

    Very sad.

  10. Diana Says:

    We’re glad to here they are all okay. Although we are not cat people we still don’t like to hear about the loss of a pet. It’s just never ending down there!! First Coach, then Jane’s friend, now the fire. Just move back home, maybe your luck will change.

    What caused it?

  11. Lou FCD Says:

    I’m not big on cats either, Diana, but like you say, they were somebody’s pet. That hurts.

    Preliminary findings seem to indicate a short in a window air conditioner, at this point.

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