A very close call





I was one of the many in Oak Park who were evacuated during the Topanga Fire. Being at the end of a cul-de-sac with the hill almost in my back yard, I was a sitting target. Somehow, the fireman who ordered me to evacuate, had an enormous calming effect on me. He assured more than once that all would be fine.

From a friend’s, I could see the flames, hear the sirens coming and going, not to mention the constant blaring over the bullhorns. What was happening? Where was the fire now? Was my home still there? Did the neighbors get out? Were the firefighters ok? The unknown was frightening.

During the longest, smokiest evening of my life, several trips were made back to my street to see the progress. The fire on the hill directly behind my home was getting closer on each visit. I wondered, what are they waiting for?

The fire was now close enough that backfires could be lit. I have never seen such fiery, enormous flames erupt. The crackling of brush was more than my ears could take. The heat from the backfires boiled the candles that were on my patio table.

With what seemed like no more than 50 feet separating fire and helicopter, the flames were doused, twice. It was at that moment I hugged a fireman. I also cried and cried on his shoulder. To all firefighters, pilotsground crews, command centers and everyone else who worked so hard to save my home, thank youthank you, thank you! I pray that you will be safe, now and always

Don’t be surprised if I suddenly walk up and give you a big hug. You’ll know why. Leslie Nunley Oak Park


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