Finally...a real, live fire!

Tones go off at 12:30 am...Bobby is sleeping hard and thinks it will be another silly call. It's Mutual Aid for another fire department with a structure fire. It's his turn to drive the engine, but he switches with someone else so he can go in the fire. He's battled one other, but this would be the first time he went in. Pulls up on the house and one corner of the house has flames coming out the roof. His crew goes in to attack from inside, and the guys from the other department run out the front door when they start pulling ceiling down and flames are shooting out from the attic.

At one point Bobby pulls a section of ceiling down and flames roll across the top of him and the section of ceiling that was on fire falls on top of him and rolls across the floor. He just keeps pulling more down, and his captain said anyone else on their first fire would have ran out the door when the fire rolled over them like that. But not our Bobby!

Fire started from a flue in the chimney probably, and the house was completely lost, but thankfully everyone got out safe.

Picture not long after the firefighters decided it wasn't safe for them anymore...


Picture after the roof had collapsed...


When the fire was going the strongest...


Still smiling after 3 1/2 hours of fighting a fire and loving every minute of it...


And he STILL smells like smoke, even after soaping up twice in shower. Macy and I said a prayer tonight to thank God for keeping him safe. I'm glad I wasn't awake and knowing what was going on.