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Fire on 93rd Street!

Last week, I woke up to a street full of fire engines and police cars and television pictures of violent flames consuming our neighbouring apartment building at 324 East 93rd Street!

The street is still blocked to vehicle traffic but pedestrians can now use the opposite  sidewalk. A rectangular, open,  wooden  square has been built in front of the burnt building to catch any collapsing debris and to hold the fall-out from the demolition of the unstable  top floors which must be completed before Fire Marshals can determine the cause of the fire. A guarding policeman said that the cause was thought to be an electrical fault but this had yet to be confirmed.

But the fire had done its worst–One man was found dead in the rubble and another was saved from the top floor by  a fireman who was lowered to the ground with the victim on a rope, which had begun to burn in the flames! Heroic deeds! But why, the questions is being asked, doesn’t the sophisticated NYFD use fireproof ropes? Twenty or so families lost their homes and all their possessions. They were rehoused by the Red Cross.

Here are some pictures of the aftermath. Click on the m for detail:

Ravages of fire . . . .

Ravages of fire . . . .

 

Sad rubble . . . .

Sad rubble . . . .

 

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The very beginning of the recovery process . . . .

The very beginning of the recovery process . . . .

 

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Pereversely, the fire left only the address intact!

Perversely, the fire left only the address intact!

Upon looking at the pile of charred rubble, I was overcome with a sadness. Here was the remains of, perhaps, lifetimes’ of treasured memories–photos, letters and keepsakes that had kept alive the fondestly-remembered moments of their travel through life. I wondered what  I would feel if, by some catastrophe, I lost all mine?

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One Response

  1. Memories are in one’s heart and mind.

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