Fire

Today's big excitement was a major fire at our YMCA. Margaret drove by the Y on her way home this morning. She called when she got home and told me that there were firetrucks, ambulances, bucket trucks, etc., at the Y. We found that the fire probably started in the sauna in the women's dressing room that I use. The fire call came in about 8 a.m. The news said that most of the fire damage was confined to the men's and women's dressing rooms, with, of course, smoke and water damage to a lot of the rest of the building. The building will be completely closed until at least Tuesday, and then we'll find out what happens next.

My kit locker (deck shoes, shampoo, water bottle, brush, comb, etc.) was on the other side of the wall from the sauna, so all of those are history, I'm sure. But that, of course, is very minor. This will probably involve hundreds of thousands of dollars, and our Y is pretty much the "red-headed stepchild" of the system when it comes to funding. So who knows when we'll be able to get back in the pool. They might be able to have class in the outdoor pool for a while, but nobody particularly likes that. It's still better than nothing.

Sue called that she had an uneventful trip home, and had gotten the china cabinet out of the truck. Andy came by for a few minutes on his way home from Atlanta, and it was nice to see him again. He'll be going to school for his orientation and moving in on 24 August.

Today's picture is some of the bounty from the garden.