I had just laid our 2 year old daughter down for her quiet time and was just getting our 3 year old into bed for her quiet time when I happened to glance out the window and see smoke billowing from the neighbors' homes. Lots of thick, black smoke. I grabbed the phone to call 911 and John quickly got on his shoes to see if he could help. By the time he got down the stairs and across the alley it was rapidly spreading to the next home. They had to bang on the door to the basement to let the lady down there know the house was on fire. By the time the fire department arrived the first home was completely engulfed and the second one was quite fiery as well. Thank the Lord everyone made it out safely. Living on the third floor gave us quite the view. Even though it was sad to see the homes destroyed, it provided a great opportunity to talk to the kids about never playing with fire or matches (a young boy started this one!), what to do in case of a fire, how we can help our neighbors in need, and prayer is always a good idea! So much for quiet time... but I know that Isaiah and Lydia did enjoy watching the firefighters do their job!
No pictures, but here's the newspaper's article (and photo): Wenatchee World