I got a call from April at work today and she said, “I can’t get home because the fire department has blocked off the main road to our house. Please leave work and meet me, I’m not sure but it looks like our house is on fire.”<\/p>\n
I hate the feeling inside when you hear something like that. It comes out of no where, obviously. It’s not like you can expect that kind of stuff. I hurried out of work telling my co-workers, “Uh, I gotta run, I think my house is on fire.” It was really weird. As soon as I got out of work I talked with April using our cell phones to get more details. My 35 minute commute was stressful as April described the thick black smoke, high winds and very hot summer temps over 100+ degrees that were all contributing to a brush fire that could potentially destroy our neighborhood.<\/p>\n
By the time I was home and walking to our house from the back, through the wash, a plane flew over head and dumped some kind of red liquid\/chemical. Then a helicopter came in and dumped something additional. I was really worried at that point because I’ve never seen a residential fire being fought by the air and ground together. I thought for sure our house was going to be destroyed. The wind was blowing in the wrong direction.<\/p>\n
Our home and those surrounding it were technically evacuated, but the fire was still at a distance so we snuck to the house to grab Morgie.<\/p>\n
Near 5:00PM the smoke started to decrease and we felt a little bit more comfortable. We spoke with the police and an officer let us know that the fire department managed to contain the blaze. It wasn’t until about 8:15PM until we were allowed to return home.<\/p>\n
So, a big thanks to the fire department for controlling the fire quickly and for saving our home. We are very thankful.<\/p>\n