I'm sorry about ur grandfather. & the poor puppy
& I'm glade everyone & thing got out ok in the other fires mentioned.

I was about 3ish maybe 4. My dad desided to light the wood stove for the first time that year. Well I was attracted to the fire so I sat at the end of the couch watching it. I noticed that the pipe was turning red & I called for dad to look. I didn't really know something was wrong, I just thought it was different & wanted daddy to see. Well thats all I remember of being inside.

I remember being at the old ladys house across the street for a while. & my dad wouldn't let me look outside.

Then I remember being in a car with my grandma for a really long time & then I refused to get out of the car, when we reached a cottege. Then my uncle came to the car & got me out with a large basket blueberries. Then I went fishing on a big boat with people I didn't know. I was the only person who caught fish. & we did other stuff, but I'm not gonna make the story any longer.


This is what my dad told me when I was older:

wood stove caught on fire only. The smoke & the water is what did damage to the house. the wall had to be redone. my grandmother was called because I was freaking out that the house was on fire (I understood too much for my age). My grandmother lives 6 hours away from our place & then drove me another 8 hours to my great uncles cottege to get my mind off the fire. & it worked, I forgot all about the fire, & stayed with my grandma for a week until the house looked like new, except for the wet rugs.. heheh