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thatdykeliz · 01-11-2003, 04:41 AM

During a thunderstorm, lightning hit a transformer about two blocks from my house. The sparks set the chemical tanks outside the wool warehouse at the end of the block on fire, and from there, the fire spread to the warehouse itself. Lanolin (the oil in wool when it's freshly sheared) burns pretty good.

We heard the crash and sizzle of the transformer, and then my husband got called in to the hospital to work on a guy whose van had been passing by the transformer -- he crashed it. So me and my daughter are alone in the house when we start hearing these massive BOOM -- BOOM -- BOOM noises, spaced 15 seconds or so apart.

It was the chemical tanks exploding.

I tried to call the hospital to see what was going on, but the phone lines were down and the power was out. This is what I saw when I went outside and stood at the end of my driveway: a solid sheet of flame, from the ground all the way up to the treetops, just a fucking wall of fire three blocks down from my house. I could feel the heat, see the flames shoot up higher when another tank exploded, hear sirens and screaming...it was terrifying.

I ran back into the house, tried to stay calm and keep my daughter calm. I gathered up my purse and some other stuff -- the kind of things you grab to save from a burning house, like birth certificates and shit. I didn't have a car, so I was wondering what the fuck to do...every few minutes I would go out to the driveway and make sure nothing closer to us was on fire. The last time I was outside, a cop car crawled down the block, and a cop with a bullhorn announced that they were evacuating the neighborhood. We had to leave.

My daughter and I walked down to a neighbor's house several blocks away, and her husband gave us a ride to the hospital where my husband worked. While we were there I started to feel sick, and the nurses made me go upstairs and get treated for smoke inhalation and because I was exposed to the burning chemicals. (My daughter was okay, it was just my dumb ass going outside that close to the fire that got sick.)

So I spent a couple of hours breathing oxygen and getting IV fluids, and my daughter watched TV and worried about the kitties we'd had to leave at home. By the time they released me, my husband was off his shift, the fire was out, and our neighborhood was cleared. Our house didn't get damaged, but some firemen and workers at the warehouse got burned, and the warehouse itself looked like it got bombed. After that it took about 2 days to get the power back on.

So that is my "fucked up things I've seen" story.

01-11-2003, 04:41 AM
thatdykeliz Confirmed User Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: talkin dirty on the phone Posts: 1,026	During a thunderstorm, lightning hit a transformer about two blocks from my house. The sparks set the chemical tanks outside the wool warehouse at the end of the block on fire, and from there, the fire spread to the warehouse itself. Lanolin (the oil in wool when it's freshly sheared) burns pretty good. We heard the crash and sizzle of the transformer, and then my husband got called in to the hospital to work on a guy whose van had been passing by the transformer -- he crashed it. So me and my daughter are alone in the house when we start hearing these massive BOOM -- BOOM -- BOOM noises, spaced 15 seconds or so apart. It was the chemical tanks exploding. I tried to call the hospital to see what was going on, but the phone lines were down and the power was out. This is what I saw when I went outside and stood at the end of my driveway: a solid sheet of flame, from the ground all the way up to the treetops, just a fucking wall of fire three blocks down from my house. I could feel the heat, see the flames shoot up higher when another tank exploded, hear sirens and screaming...it was terrifying. I ran back into the house, tried to stay calm and keep my daughter calm. I gathered up my purse and some other stuff -- the kind of things you grab to save from a burning house, like birth certificates and shit. I didn't have a car, so I was wondering what the fuck to do...every few minutes I would go out to the driveway and make sure nothing closer to us was on fire. The last time I was outside, a cop car crawled down the block, and a cop with a bullhorn announced that they were evacuating the neighborhood. We had to leave. My daughter and I walked down to a neighbor's house several blocks away, and her husband gave us a ride to the hospital where my husband worked. While we were there I started to feel sick, and the nurses made me go upstairs and get treated for smoke inhalation and because I was exposed to the burning chemicals. (My daughter was okay, it was just my dumb ass going outside that close to the fire that got sick.) So I spent a couple of hours breathing oxygen and getting IV fluids, and my daughter watched TV and worried about the kitties we'd had to leave at home. By the time they released me, my husband was off his shift, the fire was out, and our neighborhood was cleared. Our house didn't get damaged, but some firemen and workers at the warehouse got burned, and the warehouse itself looked like it got bombed. After that it took about 2 days to get the power back on. So that is my "fucked up things I've seen" story. __________________ <font size="1" font color="black"><i><b>"No pleasure, no rapture, no exquisite sin greater...than central air."</i> -- Dogma</b> ICQ#169.839.131</font>