08 September 2010


The news of the wildfire in Boulder County has been tough for me to take.

I grew up in Boulder. (I don't know if I've mentioned that on the blog before. I also grew up (until I was ten) in Hawaii. Sometimes I say I grew up in Hawaii, and then later I'll say Boulder (or vice versa), and I sound like a liar. The truth is that I am one of the luckiest people in the world to have grown up in both amazing places.)

So, between being from Boulder, having just built a house that can be fairly characterized as a "dream home," and having done it on a piece of land that was made available because of a fire, the stories of people who have lost their homes to the wildfire hit me pretty hard. In the nearby mountain town of Sunshine, Steve and Dee Spencer were in the middle of building a deck to host their son's wedding reception when they got the evacuation call. When Dee said in the news story that the loss of their dream home in nearby Sunshine seemed surreal, I was struck by the contrast between the pleasant surreality of living in a house that was, just a year ago, a crazy dream, and the horror of fire turning it into nothing but a pile of ashes and memories.

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