Well, Mysery loves company. So, here’s what Happened to me over the weekend.
Saturday morning, my Mom, Dad, Brother and I went to the theater to volunteer at the open house event. About an hour into the event, the Fire Marshal came for my parents to tell them the bad news. There was a fire at home. Mom and Dad left without telling me and my brother, Ryan. Some strange lady came up to the light booth, where I was doing my guided tour thingie, and says: “I think I should inform you, your mom and dad had to go home. There was a fire at your house.” Ryan and I got a ride home after the open house to see what the hell was going on, expecting the dryer had gone up or the garage was scorched. But, after we weaved our way through ambulances, rescue trucks, and fire trucks, we saw it: a smoldering crater where 3939 Tonbridge used to be.
I found my dad in the crowd somewhere, and asked about our 13 year old dog.
“Ginger?”
“She’s gone.”
The family is okay, minus our most beloved possession, Ginger, and all the other stuff I have collected over 20 years and the crap mom and dad have carried around, from house to house, for 25 years.
So, this is what’s up with me. If anyone gets the chance to give blood or donate anything to American Red Cross, please do. They have been a god send. They gave us toothbrushes, shampoo, vouchers for food and clothes, and were just so sweet. I love the Red Cross.
We were insured, so now begins the rebuilding. They say it will take about 8 months.
I don’t have a computer anymore, and miss the SD. I came over here to my mom’s work to check email and read the new columns and, of course, get on the message board. I’m hoping to get active again as soon as possible. See ya all later.
