A few minutes later I look out and see everyone looking in the backyard at the power pole, then I see a orange flicker from the pole. The power transformer was now on fire. It wasn't big, but it was burning and it stunk BAD. Like something was burning with it-we thought squirrel.
The neighbors called the fire department and then all the neighbors were out talking and waiting. It took almost 15 minutes for the fire trucks to arrive and by then it was out.
The firefighters and the police officers that came got some good PR. The fire fighters asked the kids who they call for a fire, what their address was and their phone numbers. Then all the kids got stickers, pencils and magnets.
The electric company came to repair the damage. Power was back on by then and we all decided that we should have brought out the grills and had a block party!!
Update: A week later a transformer blew on our side of the street just a house or so away. This time the kids were at our house in the basement and went into total darkness.
1 comment:
Wow! That's crazy. Glad everybody/thing was okay. I'm sure the kids thought that was cool adventure though.
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