a house on fire
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2014.07.23
Tonight in the wee hours, we were woken by the sirens of fire engines; a house across the street was aflame. It wasn't until much later that we learned all was well, but once again I was amazed at just how on top of things the fire department really is; they were here before the fire had gotten very far, and from the looks of the torched van and ruined garage, things could have been much worse.
We're all well.