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To: Bill on the Hill who wrote (82)	8/18/2000 1:24:51 AM
From: Bill on the Hill	of 155

To: Freeway Ramp who wrote (772) From: Bill on the Hill Friday, August 18, 2000 1:16 AM ET Reply # of 783 The last two evenings around Glenwood have been full of activity. Two days ago the lightning started a blaze on Iron Mountain below the limestone quarries just outside of steep Glenwood Canyon. The flames were fully visible to the town and the tourists lined up and were snapping photos of the fire. We could watch exploding pinon pine blow limbs down the tight canyon walls into the ravines below. Last night another dry thundercloud set a bolt into another tree straight north of the town limits and a rapid fire roiled up the hills. It filled the town with smoke and bears. We had bears in trees and bears in yards and even bears in my patio. Little bears with mama bears and big burly papa bears that were really pissed. Cops riding bikes around wearing sharp pressed yellow shirts with shorts and nice little nike helmets and they were yelling look out!! Bears over there!!! God it was funny. We had fine looking forest service twin engine slurry bombers coming in over downtown like they were raiding into the fire by sweeping low over downtown to set their sites on the heart of the fire. It was like they were sneaking up on the fire and if the fire did not see the bombers coming in then the fire would be driven dead in one pass and not escape the orange wet death to fire the bombers were raining down. Small fire spotter planes buzzed like little hornets around the flames marking and spotting for the deep sounding roaring twin engine behemoths that followed them in. We all watched as one pass and then two and then three completely smothered the open flames above our town. You could hear little groups of cheers ring out around the downtown area as a tree would stop burning. People would go and point up the hill and little kids would jump and cheer and giggle and some just stood in awe at the power and beauty that we were witnessing. Tonight as if on cue from some master director of the play clouds gathered from the west. Cool moist air drifted down the hillsides and the air felt easy and soft. Just about dark mist began settling down over Glenwood and a soft gentle rain began to soak our dry dusty streets which made everything look fresh and washed and alive. Kids played in the rain and the town had a relaxed feel about it. Above us on the hill the fire just surrendered and went to sleep. The only trace it left of its short but spectacular visit was a smell of a wet campfire. I was in the fire years ago that took 14 men and womens lives on Storm King Mountain. That fire was just west of tonw and the memorial of the fallen brave souls looks up to the hill where the fire began yesterday. I do not know where the rain came from but this evening I took a walk down to the memorial and looked up at the statues of the fourteen souls that perished in the fire. On one of the freshly rain washed statues which looked off in the direction of Iron Mountain I noticed one drop of rain water that was tracing down from the eye of our town savior. I also seemed to detect a smile on the face. Yes Jane, I love this country. I really do. Bill

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