I got a text this morning from the fire department at about 9 a.m. about a structure fire a few miles away from the newsroom. I got there as quick as I could, but saw no fire and no fire trucks, just a bunch of people milling around a house and driveway. Then I noticed a broken upstairs window and got out to ask questions. Turned out the fire was at 3 a.m. but the text didn’t go out until this morning for some reason. It was fortunate for me, unfortunate for the guy who’s home was partially destroyed. He was open with me and described what he saw when he opened his bathroom door and discovered the fire. Everyone got out unscathed, except some Barbies.