House afire: an amazing country
Saturday morning after we dropped off our son at his girlfriend's, we saw black smoke curling up two streets away. We drove closer to investigate.
Flames were roaring from two upstairs windows of a home. I called 911. They had already had a call, but wanted me to describe the flames.
Within minutes, the fire department had arrived. Within minutes of their arrival, they had pulled a hose up the stairs and, with two blasts, had put down the flames.
No bucket brigade. No total loss. 21st century emergency services.
And we take it for granted.
Flames were roaring from two upstairs windows of a home. I called 911. They had already had a call, but wanted me to describe the flames.
Within minutes, the fire department had arrived. Within minutes of their arrival, they had pulled a hose up the stairs and, with two blasts, had put down the flames.
No bucket brigade. No total loss. 21st century emergency services.
And we take it for granted.
posted by Barney at 1:36 PM
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