What makes Texas
Special?
"You would never see this on the
news.......
Here are some stories you won’t hear
about the Tricounty fire in Montgomery, Grimes, and Waller County Labor Day
week, 2011. Although Kenna promises to write a
book.
My neighbor across the road
has a sister named Kenna. Labor Day, when she saw the huge column of smoke over
our homes, she left a birthday party at my neighbor’s house to meet with her
friend Tara at the Baseball complex in Magnolia. She called the owner of the
complex and got permission to use the warehouse there as a staging area for
donations for the fire fighting effort.
They put a notice out on
facebook that they were going to be taking donations on their facebook pages.
That night as they were setting up tables and organizing, News 2 Houston came by
and saw the activity, investigated and left with the phone numbers and a list of
suggested donations.
The facebook notice
propagated faster than the fire. By dawn they had 20 volunteers, bins,
forklifts, and donations were pouring in. I stopped by with my pitiful little
bags of nasal wash and eye wash, and was amazed. There must have been 20 trucks
in the lot, offloading cases of water, pallets of Gatorade , and people lined up
out the door with sacks of beef jerky, baby wipes, underwear, socks, and you
name it. School buses and trailers from many counties around were there
offloading supplies, students froming living chains to pass stuff into the bins
for transport to the command center and staging areas. If the firefighters had
requested it, it was there. What do you give the guy out there fighting the
fire that might engulf your home? Anything he or she wants. Including chewing
tobacco and cigarettes.
Kenna moved on to the Unified
Command Post at Magnolia West High school . She looked at what the fire
fighters needed, and she made calls and set it up.
Mattress Mac donated 150
beds. Two class rooms turned into barracks kept quiet and dark for rest. The
CEO of HEB donated 2 semi trailers full of supplies, and sent a mobile
commercial kitchen at no charge to feed all the workers, but especially our
firefighters, 3 hot meals a day. An impromptu commissary was set up, anything
the firefighters had requested available at no charge.
As exhausted firefighters
(most of them from local VFDs with no training or experience battling wildfires)
and workers came into the school after long hours of hard labor, dehydrated,
hungry, covered with soot and ash, they got what they needed. They were
directed through the commissary, where they got soap, eye wash and nasal spray,
candy, clean socks and underwear, and then were sent off to the school locker
rooms for a shower. HEB then fed them a hot meal and they got 8 hours sleep in
a barracks, then another hot meal, another pass through the commissary for
supplies to carry with them out to lines, including gloves, safety glasses, dust
masks and snacks, and back they went.
One of the imported crew from
California came into Unified Command and asked where the FEMA Powerbars and
water were. He was escorted to the commissary and started through the system.
He was flabbergasted. He said FEMA never did it like this. Kenna replied,
"Well, this is the way we do it in Texas.”
Fire fighting equipment
needed repair? The auto shop at the High School ran 24/7 with local mechanics
volunteering, students, and the firefighters fixing the
equipment. Down one side of the school,
the water tankers lined up at the fire hydrants and filled with water. Down the
other side there was a steady parade of gasoline tankers filling trucks, bulldozers,
tankers, cans, chain saws, and vehicles.
Mind you, all of this was set
up by 2 Moms, Kenna and Tara, with a staff of 20 simple volunteers, most of
them women who had sons, daughters, husbands, and friends on the fire
lines. Someone always knew someone who could get what they needed- beds,
mechanics, food, space. Local people using local connections to mobilize local
resources made this happen. No government aid. No Trained Expert.
At one point the fire was
less than a mile from the school, and everyone but hose volunteers were
evacuated. The fire was turned.
The Red Cross came in, looked
at what they were doing, and quietly went away to set up a fire victim relief
center nearby. They said they couldn’t do it any better.
(Blogger's note: Enter FEMA stage right.)
FEMA came in and told those
volunteers and Kenna that they had to leave, FEMA was here now. Kenna told them
she worked for the firefighters, not them. They were obnoxious, bossy, got in
the way, and criticized everything. The volunteers refused to back down and kept
doing their job, and doing it well. Next FEMA said the HEB supplies and kitchen
had to go, that was blatant commercialism. Kenna said they stayed. They
stayed. FEMA threw a wall eyed fit about chewing tobacco and cigarettes being
available in the commissary area. Kenna told them the firefighters had
requested it, and it was staying. It stayed. FEMA got very nasty and kept
asking what organization these volunteers belonged to- and all the volunteers
told them “Our community”. FEMA didn’t like that and demanded they make up a
name for themselves. One mother remarked “They got me at my boiling point!”
and suddenly the group was “212 Degrees”. FEMA’s contribution? They came in the
next day with red shirts embroidered with “212 Degrees”, insisting the
volunteers had to be identified, never realizing it was a slap in their face.
Your tax dollars at work- labeling volunteers with useless shirts and getting in
the way.
The upshot? A fire that the
experts from California (for whom we are so grateful there are no words) said
would take 2-3 weeks to get under control was 100% contained in 8 days. There
was so much equipment and supplies donated, 3 container trucks are loaded with
the excess to go and set up a similar relief center for the fire fighters in
Bastrop. The local relief agencies have asked people to stop bringing in
donations of clothing, food, household items, and pretty much everything else
because they only have 60 displaced households to care for, and there is enough
to supply hundreds. Again, excess is going to be shipped to Bastrop , where
there are 1500 displaced households. Wish we could send Kenna, too, but she has
to go back to her regular job.
These are a few stories my
neighbor shared poolside with me tonight, Tues Sept 13, 2011.
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