dwarven1
Lonely Mountain Arms
This morning when I got up, I thought I smelled something like smoke. But I couldn't find out where it was coming from, and nothing seemed hot (computers, etc), so I shrugged it off.
Until my wife comes pounding on the shower door telling me to get out because the neighbor's house is on FIRE. I told her to call 911 and started getting the shampoo out of my hair as quick as I could; threw on some clothes and ran across the street to try and see if I could wake them up.
I had no idea if Gary and his wife were home or not, but I assumed they were. I could hear the smoke alarm going off, see the smoke pouring out of the roof... I punded on the door and tried the bell. I saw smoke inside. I hit the glass next to the door to try and make a different sound... and smashed the outside pane!
Let me tell you something... when they show the Hero smashing the window on TV, it CAN be done (which surprised the hell out of me when I did it, let me tell you!), and you WILL be picking glass splinters out of your hand when you do it!
Anyway, no answer... thought for about .0001 second of trying to open the door, but realized that with that much smoke, this untrained 45 year old with no breathing apparatus wouldn't last 10 seconds in that environment. I'm not a movie hero... and I'm smart enough to know it.
We looked at the back of the house- no joy - back door area was fully engulfed in flames. Tried Gary's cell phone (I had his number on speed dial as he sometimes plows my driveway in the winter), left a somewhat frantic message (yeah, I know... what was I thinking?).
Then the FD drove up, escorted by two squad cars. First questions were "Is anyone in there?" and "what's the layout of the house like?"
I have nothing but kudos for the MFD. They didn't save the house, but I found out tonight that the fire had started at 3 AM from a faulty light fixture... so it had been going for 2.5 hours by the time we saw it. I don't think God Himself could have stopped it at that point. But they tried.
I had called Gary's company and left a message for their pager... got a call back from the night guy (Gary's son in law, I think) who was pretty shocked to hear that the house was on fire... but he was able to tell me that they were on vaca in California, which I relayed to the firefighters.
The house was a total loss. When Kath got home, the family members were salvaging things from the house. Kath came over to see if she could offer any help, and when they found out who she was ("You're ROSS'S wife???") they gave her a huge hug. (They remembered my name from the call to the company) Apparently, because of when we called, the firefighters stopped the fire before it consumed the records, their geneaology info, a grandfather clock, etc...
One odd thing... When the cop on duty found out that Kath was the one who called 911, he took her name... and wanted her DOB, too. Anyone know why?
Oh, yeah... the call to Gary's cell phone I made? In the silliest punchline to a weird day, I got a call on my way home from my cousin... GARY. "Ross, we got a strange message from you this morning on our answering machine..." Seems that I didn't put my neighbor Gary's number in my new phone, but did put my cousin's in... and didn't put his last name in. [oops] [oops] [oops]
Ross
Until my wife comes pounding on the shower door telling me to get out because the neighbor's house is on FIRE. I told her to call 911 and started getting the shampoo out of my hair as quick as I could; threw on some clothes and ran across the street to try and see if I could wake them up.
I had no idea if Gary and his wife were home or not, but I assumed they were. I could hear the smoke alarm going off, see the smoke pouring out of the roof... I punded on the door and tried the bell. I saw smoke inside. I hit the glass next to the door to try and make a different sound... and smashed the outside pane!
Let me tell you something... when they show the Hero smashing the window on TV, it CAN be done (which surprised the hell out of me when I did it, let me tell you!), and you WILL be picking glass splinters out of your hand when you do it!
Anyway, no answer... thought for about .0001 second of trying to open the door, but realized that with that much smoke, this untrained 45 year old with no breathing apparatus wouldn't last 10 seconds in that environment. I'm not a movie hero... and I'm smart enough to know it.
We looked at the back of the house- no joy - back door area was fully engulfed in flames. Tried Gary's cell phone (I had his number on speed dial as he sometimes plows my driveway in the winter), left a somewhat frantic message (yeah, I know... what was I thinking?).
Then the FD drove up, escorted by two squad cars. First questions were "Is anyone in there?" and "what's the layout of the house like?"
I have nothing but kudos for the MFD. They didn't save the house, but I found out tonight that the fire had started at 3 AM from a faulty light fixture... so it had been going for 2.5 hours by the time we saw it. I don't think God Himself could have stopped it at that point. But they tried.
I had called Gary's company and left a message for their pager... got a call back from the night guy (Gary's son in law, I think) who was pretty shocked to hear that the house was on fire... but he was able to tell me that they were on vaca in California, which I relayed to the firefighters.
The house was a total loss. When Kath got home, the family members were salvaging things from the house. Kath came over to see if she could offer any help, and when they found out who she was ("You're ROSS'S wife???") they gave her a huge hug. (They remembered my name from the call to the company) Apparently, because of when we called, the firefighters stopped the fire before it consumed the records, their geneaology info, a grandfather clock, etc...
One odd thing... When the cop on duty found out that Kath was the one who called 911, he took her name... and wanted her DOB, too. Anyone know why?
Oh, yeah... the call to Gary's cell phone I made? In the silliest punchline to a weird day, I got a call on my way home from my cousin... GARY. "Ross, we got a strange message from you this morning on our answering machine..." Seems that I didn't put my neighbor Gary's number in my new phone, but did put my cousin's in... and didn't put his last name in. [oops] [oops] [oops]
Ross