Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Hot time in the city

It has been nonstop crazy since last Friday. At 4:14 a.m., to be exact.

My coworker called me then and woke me from a deep sleep.

"Can you smell it?" she asked. I heard sirens, which had almost penetrated my dreams in the way that we incorporate external stimuli into our dreams. Once I was awake enough to comprehend the question, I smelled the smoke she referred to. More confusion.

"What's going on?" I mumbled.

"The lumberyard is on fire!"

Lumberyard? There's no lumberyard in my yard. My brain strained to make sense of her words. Did she mean Lowe's? That's way out north, away from these sirens that were screaming past my house. Or the other place up north. I couldn't pull the name out of the smoky air.

No, it was a lumberyard/building center on the south side of town, maybe 3/4 of a mile from my house.

"I'm picking you up," she said.

Within 10 minutes of her call I had pulled on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt I found at the top of the pile on the floor and we were on the scene of this:


More to come when I get to work. I'm running late. Suffice it to say NOTHING has slowed down since then.


Anonymous said...

Wow, what a place to have a fire. Looks like Universal Studios, which is a lot of lumber, too.

Will look forward to your update. :) said...

Oh my, that is quite a fire! I'll look forward to more pictures!!! Great blog!!!