Fire
Isn't it odd that fire can be so beautifully calming, yet it is to be feared by the damage it can do. I am lucky that I have never had to personally deal with the damaging effects, but sadly do know people who have lost lives and homes.
One of my favorite memories that could have gone much much worse was when Gary and I thought it would fun to make jiffy pop on the stove and show the kids how we made popcorn old school (before the microwave) lol. It started out simply enough, the tin foil was starting to poof and we could hear the popping. There turned out to be a hole somewhere in the packaging and we had burnt popcorn flying. There may or may not have been a fire in the kitchen that night, but it was fun!
Mostly my memories of fires are pleasant. Whether it be in the fireplace or a campfire in the backyard, there is always something hypnotizing about watching the flames dance, and get lost in them...
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