FIRE!!!!!!!!!

We have had a woodstove the majority of my life. It was only recently that it was removed when my parents renovated their house.

Picture it, North Carolina, winter during the 80's...I was a baby. This means that my mother acted even more like a nut because she was always terrified and over protective of me. She had emptied the ashes of the woodstove into the ash bucket earlier that day. Finally the time came to dump the ash bucket so that my mother could refill it. A few minutes after dumping the ashes she noticed the ground smoldering at the dump site. PANICKED! She called the Fire Dept!

Two things to consider:

1. A small town like King, NC has only a volunteer fire dept due to lack of need..
2. Because it's a small town boring and dull and it's volunteer, every call that comes thru seems to warrant EVERY VOLUNTEER as well as EVERY ENGINE AND PIECE OF FIRE FIGHTING EQUIPMENT!

Luckily, or not so luckily considering the embarrassment that awaited our family one of my father's customer's has a store no more than two blocks away, as you might have guessed, he is/was a volunteer firefighter. Therefore he arrived on scene rather quickly. The fire, which was in back of the house, was stomped out and beaten out with a mop head that belonged to my mother, in just enough time for this man to get back to the front of the house and greet all 16 fire trucks, ems, and police cars.

Yep, that's my mom!

Random Mom quote # 759

"We southerners might not have any teeth but we're real sweet!"