We had a fire last week in our little town of Denton. The blaze started November 1, during an unseasonably warm time, a long with a high wind event. A downed power line was determined to be the cause of the fire.
At 1:30 PM on Dec 1 the town siren went off, and we were all evacuated. I remember just feeling calm but the smoke in the air and realization that our town might completely be gone was something I did not wish to ponder.
We were gone for 2 days, and we didn’t know for at least 25 hours if our house was still intact. It turned out someone spotted a fire very near our house (under the deck) and put it out for us. But 25 homes were lost and several outbuildings. IN a town of this size (less than 400) That is pretty devestating, to say the least.
I am so thankful we are still here. With love (and I will write more soon) Laura Grace