Some really, really good friends of mine just lost their sixteen-year-old son and seventeen-year-old daughter in a car accident.
This is horrible. Horrible, horrible, horrible. These were the sweetest, nicest kids you ever knew.
My heart is breaking for them. Please put them in your prayers, your pockets, or whatever passes for your happy thoughts these days. They need it.
So, some of you have probably heard about the High Park Fire by now – it’s national news.
I got a pretty good look at the smoke from the I-25/392 overpass this afternoon. This thing is huge.
As some of you know, I work for the fire department. We’re in the next town over but we’ve already sent one crew and a truck and I’m pretty sure another one is going to go. In the meantime, everything is so dry here it seems like there’s 3-5 ground cover fire calls a day in town. Nine times out of ten it turns out to be a farmer burning out a ditch or something, but under the circumstances everyone is on full alert right now.
This thing is closer to town than I would like. I really hope Mother Nature gives us a break here.
Everyone keep your fingers crossed, say a prayer, or whatever you do for good vibes and luck for the firefighters who are dealing with this mess. It’s dangerous and difficult and those people really do deserve a medal for going in there, especially when a lot of them volunteered to go.