Realtime....Valley Fire touches home.

I watch from the safety of my city, as my families and friends homes burn. I cry tears for the people losing everything. Without warning the fire came down the mountain. Destroying everything in its path. The people fleeing for their lives, leaving livestock and family pets behind. The view my heart knew, still there...missing trees and anything green that was there... The streets I walked, the town that gave me so many great memories..reduced to ash.  The people I grew up, my mentors, my family...my heart goes out to them. I have been watching as everything Goes up in smoke. Moving beyond fast, and in every direction the fire consumes, leaving behind  the scar of our drought. Fueled by trees with no moister and pushed by the winds, this fire moved so fast, nobody had time to grab anything. They ran to safety and the fire followed. This, the third fire to threaten this area...has taken everything. Moved through the county destroying town after town. Leaving in its wake thousands of broken hearts. Praying for El Niño to slam Cali with a storm to end the wrath of this drought fed fire. So sad. Found out today my parents property between Lower Lake and Middletown, , barn and home still standing. My brother and his family of five, his house on Cobb mountain sits safe alone on a empty street, all his neighbors homes burned and my sisters house where she lived with her husband who passed away a few months ago and her twelve year old daughter,  thank god, is still standing in hidden valley. This wonderful place sits at the bottom of a volcano on the edge of California's largest natural lake, Clearlake, prehistoric rocks and geothermal landscape...burned. Like a ghost town the streets are empty except for the hero's fighting the fire. I am grateful everyone so far that I know have gotten to a safe place. People are missing. Everything lost they will pick up the pieces and move on, only after a billion tears are shed. God be with them all.