Too close for comfort, that is an understatement. A major house fire next to our home was very frightening. At 12:30 am just four hours ago, my wife sounding worried said something was going on next door, not too worried I went and looked out my daughters window to see smoke billowing out of or neighbours house. Frantically I yelled fire call 911, as I reached down stairs I could see blue and red lights.
The noise that startled my wife, was the police and firemen pounding on their door. First you think of is self-preservation, should I wake the children? Should we get them out side? I woke my parents, who live our basement apartment and told them of the fire next door, they needed to be awake just in case.
They gained access to the home and after 15 minutes or so at least two people removed from the burning house, it did not look good. The fire continued to burn for three more hours, they sprayed foam to put an end to this blaze. You know, I don’t know the neighbours on that side, we lived side by side for a couple of years and I may have never said hello. Now there’s a burned out house, destroyed lives and we saw it unfold before us, we are thankful for our safety but sadden by a strangers loss; don’t let neighbours be strangers.