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Originally Posted by john70t
When I was a child, I'd stay up late and put a blanket over the reading light to prevent the motherly 'goodnight reminder visits'. One morning awoke to a hole burned through several layers after the light had been left on.
Jake, you have some amazing stoicism and pragmatism in the face of complete loss.
Hang in there man.
for perspective for us all:
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When I was 13 I was like a lot of kids that slept HARD. It was very hard to wake me up. In the middle of the night our family bulldog was licking and almost chewing on my face. He was dancing on my chest. I finally woke up enough to tell him to leave me alone when I smelled smoke. It was dark of course and this was long before smoke detectors were around in homes.
Anyway I woke up enough to check out the house. I walked room to room sniffing and no smoke order. I got back to my bedroom and it was a strong odor of smoke. I turned on the light and my electric blanket was smoldering at the foot of my bed. My dad was off in Korea due to the Pueblo incident so I woke up my mom up with a line no parent ever wants to hear. Mommy my bed it on fire! She stood straight up in her bed and leaped towards my bedroom. She grabbed up the bedding and tossed them in the back yard. 30 seconds later they exploded into a large fire. We hosed that down with a garden hose and called the fire department. They woke up the neighborhood and hosed down the bedding even more. They set up some fans and evacuated the smoke from the house.
I was totally unhurt and zero doubt my dog saved me from injury at the least and possibly my life. The dog was a biological smoke detector.
I got a new bed and bedding the next day and all was fine.