So this morning as I was walking to work I arrived at a burning rooming house at the same time as the firefighters. The man who walks the dog who carries the muffin bag home from the muffin store was there before me, because he was the one who called 9-1-1.
I just happened to have my camera with me, because it’s my new resolution to always carry it, just in case I see something blog-worthy. So I took a few pix. I clearly need some improvement in this kind of photography…I was trying to be inconspicuous and stay out of the way, but the result is mediocre photographs. Still, I thought it was cool how the reflective material glowed in the photos.
I think I like this one best, of some of the rooming house tenants. Rich people would probably have been more distraught than these guys. I guess the only advantage of poverty is you don’t have much to lose. The man who called 9-1-1 told me he watched as twelve people exited the smoking building. It’s interesting to see what people take with them when their home is on fire. These guys took a dog and a guitar….anything else was pocket-sized.