A sudden burst of black smoke mushroomed up into the air just as I pulled out of the grocery store parking lot. I picked up the phone and called 911 and headed in the direction of the smoke. It was only about four blocks from where I lived. The emergency operator let me know it had already been called in just as the police passed me by.
By the time I arrived, the police had already taped off the area. Fire engines were followed shortly behind. A duplex was burning quite rapidly and people from the neighborhood were gathering. I find it rather odd that the police were protecting the scene armed with shotguns, but regardless, I grabbed my camera, found a spot around the corner and started taking pictures.
I managed to talk to the occupant of the end of the duplex that was not burning. A mentally ill woman lived in the part that was burned up. As I stood there taking more pictures, I noticed the fireman getting a backboard from the paramedics on the scene. They weren’t in a hurry. That’s when I realized they weren’t rescuing someone but retrieving what was left.
I deleted the pictures and walked away.
* thought I would mention that meth labs are not common in around here.