This scene is burnt into my brain. Whenever I think of fire I visualize sitting on my deck watching the flames come over the mountain. I took this picture 2:00 A.M. on the Wednesday morning one day before our house burnt to the ground in a wildfire . When I saw the flames getting this close to my home I called our piano movers and left a message on their machine with instructions to be at our place first thing in the morning to help me empty the house. They were here at 7:00 A.M. and we removed most of our possessions. My neighbours thought I was over reacting but it turned out to be the right thing to do. There were still some things I regretfully left behind.
So Thursday evening around 6:oo P.M. We heard a noise that wasn't familiar. We ran out onto the deck and saw this machine picking up water right in front of the house and dropping it down the cliff which is about 100 feet behind the house . We knew we had to leave right away.
On Sunday we were allowed to come back to see if our house was still standing. I can still feel the shock I felt that day as Ruth and I walked up our driveway. It was like being in a bit of a daze . We weren't allowed to come up alone. The city had a minister come up the driveway with us. We were told later that it was in case we had some sort of a break down. They did this with everyone who lost their homes.
All that was left standing was the brick entrance hall wall and the fireplace. It was quite a scene.
So Ruth and I lived in a trailer for 22 months while we built our new home. It was a huge undertaking. Its one thing to plan for your new home but it is another thing to wake up one morning with no place to live and you have to start to build your new dwelling. I don't think I have ever had to work so hard at anything before or since. It was very hands on for both of us. Not something I would want to do again.
So we started the construction on the new house. Ruth had made friends with Isabelle Chen and she agreed to design a home for us. I think she was the most sought after architect living in the Okanagan at that time.
We managed to start the foundation for our home just before a cement strike started.
Unfortunately the cement strike caused all kinds of problems for us when we wanted to build and we couldn't get the forms for our foundation. Thankfully we found out about the Logics company . We built the foundation out of their foam blocks. I would do this again only I would build the entire house out of them.
We had a great crew.
I don't think that I have ever had to work this hard in my life. This is about the time my hair turned gray. Or as I like to think.......Silver.
Once the cement got poured we felt more confident we would be living in something besides a trailer someday. It was fun for a while but 22 months with 3 dogs was pushing it.
Carrie was an officer in the Canadian Coast Guard and was stationed in the Arctic. It was lucky for us that she worked one month on and one month off. On her months off she would come and help us build the house. Here we were cutting the seal for waterproofing the foundation. That was an ugly job.
It was one of out life adventures and it turned out all right. 9 years later to the day we are still happy and kicking. I wouldn't want to have to go thru it again because it did take its toll on us. Fires are a very devestating thing to experience.