This past Thursday evening was just like all the others. We are all sitting downstairs watching Survivor. Around 7:30 we were fast forwarding through a commercial so everything was quiet and then Boom! It was like an elephant has jumped off the couch upstairs. The house shook and the windows rattled.
We were all like "What the heck?!?" Paul and Emma went upstairs to see what was going on. My first though was one of our obscenely large trees had crashed through our house. It was dark outside but there was no visible damage anywhere. We couldn't figure out what the heck had happened.
The next morning Paul called. He had read an article about a house explosion in our little town. The freaky thing is it was really no where near our house. I can't even imagine what it must have been like for people who live closer.Apparently it was due to a gas leak near the furnace but they still don't know the details.
Maggie and I were going out fabric shopping and I asked her if she had heard/felt anything. She said no and asked why. I re-capped what I knew and she said "Well then we need to drive by." I knew I loved her for a reason.
We drove by and holy cow. The house (thankfully it was not lived in) was a pile of ruble. I drive on that road all the time. I could have been right there when it happened. Scary, scary stuff. There were a lot of gawkers.
Later that night we were going out so we drove by again this time I brought my camera.
Check out all the crap in the tree!
This is a quote that was take from an online article that I just read. The pile of rubble that used to be the house is across the street from the Purple Turtle and is right off State Street, so it is a well-traveled area, Brande said. In addition to the half a dozen Questar and emergency vehicles, many cars drove by Friday to check out the damage and gawk at the debris that had lodged in the tree above. Even a pair of LDS missionaries walked by.
"It doesn't help when people stop to take pictures," Brande said.
Seriously, how can anyone resist? It is totally photo worthy!
3 comments:
what does that even mean? It doesn't help? Help what? Who? Good grief. Sometimes I feel like smacking "reporters" upside their heads.
How crazy is that! How about they report, gee, I don't know...how about WHAT on earth caused a house to explode into thousands of bitty pieces?
That is crazy! Good job taking pictures. It helped *me*. Because as we peas know, this would be useless without them! :P
My sister used to live just a few blocks away from this house. What a crazy thing to have happen. What a blessing that no one was living in the home when this happened.
I heard about this on the news. Crazy!! Such a blessing no one lives there right now.
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