The Fire

April 21, 2003

On April 21st, around 1:30 pm, I was called into my boss' office. He informed me there had been a fire at my house on 52nd street. I rushed home and discovered that indeed a fire had struck at my residence of 16 years. Although the house did not burn down, the inner rooms were severely scorched and there was fire damage throughout. However, the worst part of the entire event involved the loss of life. Two very good friends of mine perished in the fire. Cat Ballou, who lived with me for over 10 years, and Harvey, a fairly new tenant, did not survive this terrible tragedy. This fire has changed my life drastically in many ways and I still miss my close friends who lost their lives.

Cat Ballou, keeping watch atop the fridge................................Harvey in action.

The TV room, where the fire started (a lamp by the couch caused fire).

Mark (the Big Bro) in TV room.

Bernie (Dad) sorting through what's left of Jay's office area.

The Living Room

Jay's NEW place

(Also note Jay's new truck!)