I was getting ready to go to the Mayoral Debate tonight at the Indian and Metis Friendship Center, just waiting for my husband to get home from work. He came in the door and asked me if I knew there was a fire truck in the back lane. I was a little confused at his question as I did not hear a siren that close. I mean, there had been sirens all day, but nothing stopped on the street. Some sirens seemed close, but that was normal.
Of course I jumped up, and went outside and around the back of the house. I got in the back lane and a few of the neighbours were there. Apparently my dumpster was on fire. The neighbours called 911 to report the fire. They were told a truck would be right there, as it was just around the corner. Sure enough the fire truck drove into the lane, no siren, no lights, and stopped off at my dumpster to put out the flames.
I am feeling a little silly that I was at home and did not know my dumpster was on fire. And I did not notice a fire truck in the back lane.