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San Francisco burning...

San Francisco  burning...

Ā Ā 
Ā 
The skyline glows with a ferocious scarlet -blazing a swathe across the land
People trying to find safety from approaching danger.
Dennis already sad at seeing his long term partner just two days before
enter a hospice for a final, shortly to be made, journey into the beyond.
Now, panic rising, as he learns that all hospice residents are fleeing-
without gurneys to transport them and in charter buses- confusion and fear reigned.
For hours unsure of where they have been taken and if safe…
Unsure if he himself should flee and if so where was safe to go?
Finally Ā hears that Ernest is safe in San Rafael but the hospice he was in now ashes…
Not knowing if his home will survive…
For now safeĀ  but still facing an even sadder Ā loss..my heart breaks for you Den-
stay strong my dear friend…my prayers are with you and all caught up in this conflagration

Dedicated to my dear friend Dennis losing not only his long term partner but maybe his home…

Ā 

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StevieC

I know you are worried, but Den is now in San Francisco where he says at least the air is breathable.Ernest is in another hospice and safe- he knows you are thinking of him and saying prayers hun xxx

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