Near But Far Enough The BlueCut Fire

So, the BlueCut Fire burned many neighboring cities close to my home. The authorities did have to evacuate people from my city. Luckily, I live at the other end. Nonetheless, as you will see from the pictures I took, the fire was very close. I was difficult to breathe for a few days, and I think the smoke eventually affected me a bit—nothing too bad but enough to make me feel ill. They blocked the main freeways, and people were seeking alternative roads causing a MAJOR traffic congestion. If you didn’t have to drive, might as well not do it.

One of my friend’s business almost burned down but thank God it only got to a part of it. Though it’s not all great news, I am very thankful the rest of her location didn’t burn down. The High Desert also lost few historical landmarks, and to think about it, made me a bit sad. All those places, gone.

I kept up with most of the news on Twitter. I saw many pictures, and it broke my heart. A good number of people lost their homes. People, for some reason, abandoned their pets, so the animals were wondering around wildly. Every time I saw a picture of a firefighter saving an animal or pet, it filled my heart with joy. I’m also happy that we didn’t lose any life on this fire—so far from all the information—I pray it remains as such.

On top of it all, the police department caught about three thieves that were stealing from evacuated homes—simply looting in a time of need. I thought to myself, “how could they do this?”

One of the chiefs in the fire department claimed that he had been working 40 years and had never seen such a fire. The BlueCut Fire was unpredictable, and it grew and grew pretty quickly.

Allegedly, a serial arsonist started the fire. But there is no actual facts or evidence thus far. If in fact, a man started this fire, it makes me wonder about humanity, “how could he/they do this?”

On a semi-bright side, the firefighters have the fire 68% contained away from the freeways and homes and businesses—from what I heard. My house is still full of ashes, and we can still smell a bit of smoke. Hopefully, all that dies down soon.

In the mean time, driving up and down the hill will remind me of that horrific fire. All the ash. All the charcoal is covering the land. Highly unfortunate. I am thankful to God for all of us that did not have to suffer the consequences of this fire. And I pray that God may give those who suffer the strength and patience to move on. I also hope they catch whoever brought this wrath upon us.

As many tragedies nowadays, they’re simply a trend for the news to remain busy a few days or a few weeks. As for the humans that have to move on, it must be quite difficult and painful. I can only imagine!

I thank our FireFighters for their bravery and the Police department too for all their heroic effort. Thank you.

Here are a couple pictures that I took.