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Last night, my thirty-three years of knocking on front doors really made a difference. My son came home from work late at night, and noticed our neighbor's chimney on fire. I ran over there half-dressed and started beating on the door to wake them up. I had flaming embers falling on me as I did this. Everybody got out alright, the house is a total loss.
Damn, Scratch. Nice work.
Chimney fires are scary.
Back in October, we had some flash flooding here. I was going around the neighborhood at 1:30AM waking people up to move their cars.