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My father once told me back in the 30's he and his brother came home from school one day and the barn was smoking. They ran to get my grandfather who was filling a couple buckets. They grabbed the buckets and threw what turned out to be gas on a now rather large fire. Guess grand pa got an earful from grand ma for putting the kids in danger later that night but the insurance man saved the family farm that winter.
Fast forward a few years and as a parole officer I was driving north on the Oregon coast hwy one day and stopped into a very small store just north of Rockaway Beach Or. As I grabbed a roll of Tums and a cup of coffee I noticed the store was nearly empty. No beard, empty coolers etc... I think I bought the last pack of Tums. I went on my way to a court hearing in Astoria. Fours hours later I returned to a smoldering pile of ash. I asked around a little and it's turns out the deep fryer had been left on too high. I'm sure it was a total accident.
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