Fire in My Dad's Garage
Well life came and bit us this week, not me personally, but my family. My dad was working in his garage, welding his truck, with only an inch left to do, when the insulation in the door caught on fire and took the whole garage with it. Luckily though my dad got out safe. Phew! Unluckily though he lost 40 years of tools, his truck and his 1971 corvette.
I can not express in words, how sorry I am for my dad.
The tools he lost are his life. He used them all to help so many people, myself included.
My dad is the kind of person, that if you call him, no matter what time of day or night, he will drop whatever it is he is doing and come over to help out. When I was younger we didn't get along, he is my step father, but in my heart, he is my father. He has always been there for me, when I didn't get along with him, to now. I am very glad he wasn't injured but to see the amount of sadness on his face when he looks at all he truly holds dear, it's a heart breaker. My dad is defined by the tools he has, he can repair almost everything. If he can't he will give it the best shot he can. He has amazed me over the years, and even I have learned quite a bit more then I thought I could about cars and repairing things.
I wish I could fix it all for him. Make the tools he got from his dad, who has now passed, turn up unharmed. I wish I could give him a brand new garage with the truck and corvette he kept and was working on, for so many years. I know they are only material things, and I do understand that they can be replaced, but sometimes those things hold memories. Now his things are gone. But as I said before, at least he is safe. And I am so very happy for that.
We spent the better part of the weekend helping out with the mess my parents have, all while looking for the remains of 4 very expensive tools that my dad has. I found one or two of them. I hope he finds the other ones, so the insurance company can get him new ones.
I am sure I will make a layout of the closeness of family.
I am so proud of my family for pulling together to help dad this weekend.
Thank you to my husband, son and brothers who worked their butt off and to my daughter who made the food.
Thank you also to mom, for helping so much and organizing the food.
Thank you so much.
I love you all.