August 23

Didn't feel like typing this twice so I took it from my Facebook Post:

Started the day out with putting my Mr. Coffee thing on the Keurig machine after pouring myself a cup of coffee. Carol will never let me live it down. Then found out that there'd been a massive fire just up the street. My son-in-law and our neighbors all ran out at the same time thinking our houses were on fire. After they checked they realized the smoke was coming from down the street. Unfortunately a poor woman died. And I'm trying to figure out how my granddaughter, Jenna, and I slept through it. She spend the night and had to sleep in my bed with me. My room windows face the direction of the fire. Smoke was all over here outside and I had my fan on. You would think we'd have woken up from the smoke. Later went to a great talk on the Pequot Indian massacre at the Seymour Historical Society with my son. Except for the fire and the death, it was really great day.