That was the scene at about 1:30 pm yesterday. I was standing on my patio. It was after the all clear, and firefighters were setting up fans to air out the apartment. No, it wasn’t mine, but our neighbors in 7 (we’re 5, if that clears anything up).

We had only one injury, and that was one of Mark’s friends running in to help get it out. It was a grease fire, and it slattered onto him. He’s got 3rd degree burns, yes, but just little spots (none bigger than a quarter/Sackajewa dollar size).
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