I was leaving my office yesterday and looked out at our crosses. The church constructed 3 crosses outside for their Alive Alive presentation. They have been there for years. The presentation hasn't been done in a few years.
Anyway back to the subject at hand. We also do our burning of wood and boxes not to far from the crosses. While the pastor was away I thought I would go out and burn the very large boxes that have been sitting in wait. After the flood the ground was wet. So I figured let light this stuff up.
I take me a cup of Dr Pepper and go out with the boxes, crates and lighter. I ignite the boxes. Then in a matter of minutes the flames are as tall as the crosses and the heat is so intense I can't get closer than 20 feet from the burning pile. I think to myself that is awful hot and the grass out here is getting dried up but the heat. So I run to get the ole trusty shovel.
The wind begins to blow adding oxygen to the fire. Ekkkkk!!! I then have to put the Dr. Pepper down. I grab the shovel and begin to work the perimeter. I keep my distance because of the heat. Grass is on fire everywhere. Bobby Hale our janitors husband is just inside. He is a fire guy at the USEC plant. But to go ask him for help would take time away from my fire fightin' skills (Must have learned them from TLC or something). I know you could begin to tell the fear in my eyes as the fire was breeching my ideal parameters. I then begin to dig, throw dirt and pound flames like a experienced fireman. Every minute counted. Only by the grace of God could I keep the fire from burning out of control. After the smoke cleared I emerged from the ashes as a triumphant hero. I conquered the fire!! The boxes were disposed of. I thought to myself "Whew!!" and went inside to cool off.
Smokey the Bear says "Only you can prevent forest fires".
I did and don't want that kinda scare again. I will post a pic of the burnt area later.
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