Like the ancestor's coat of arms with the Phoenix
rising from the firey flames to survive and become even stronger,
Smokey Oakie has risen from the clouds of Smoke and Ashes.
Smokey Oakie's rise from the Smoke and Ashes
happened approximately somewhere between the hours of midnight and
one O'clock AM, CDT, 14 April 1998.
Oakie, like the Phoenix, has risen once again
to survive even stronger than before with an enrichment and enlightenment
of what she can endure.
Easter Sunday had just ended and Dave had gone
to bed early to get up for work the next day. Oakie had been working
on the computer and webpages and checking up on friends around the
world.
Around 11:00PM Oakie had turned off the computer
and had gone downstairs to watch "Old Star Trek Movies".
As usual, Oakie found herself dozin' off and on while watching the
movies on the TV.
She groagily arose sometime after midnight (not
sure of the time cause she didn't look at the clock). Laying there
on the sofa Oakie finally got up and walked to the dining table
where she had placed her car keys earlier. She had just remembered
that she had left the window rolled down in her pickup. Now why
she thought of that at that time of night is beyond me.
The blurry eyed, sleepy Oakie picked up her
car keys from the table and continued to the front door with no
expectation of what would eventually take over the rest of the sleepless
night.
After she had reached the door and switched
on the porch light, she had barely gotten the front door opened
only to be greeted by the flashing red lights of a Fire Truck (whose
sirens had been blaring in the distance earlier). It was parked
sideways in the parking lot.
A wisp of smoke blowing in a northernly breeze
crossed her path and a neighbor running up to her and shouting,
"You need to get out. There is a fire in the apartment two
doors down. Is anyone else still in there?"
Oakie's eyes were suddenly widened and her senses
were awaken with a feeling of stunned shock as she nods yes to her
neighbor and thinks to herself, "Is this a dream or is this
really happening to me?"
Oakie looked up towards the stairs leading to
the bedroom and shouted to Dave, "Dave! Dave! Are you up? We
need to get out of here. There's a fire."
It seemed like forever before she finally heard
a response from Dave, but it was only within a few seconds that
he replied back, "OK! I'll be right behind you."
Oakie was relieved to finally hear him answer
back! She turned and reached down to grab her Dachund, Rosie, with
one hand while strapping her purse across her shoulder with the
other. Not an easy task to do, but in certain circumstances and
certain conditions a person has been known to do just about anything.
As Oakie now looks back at that night on that
Smoke filled Easter night, she wonders why she grabbed her purse.
it is hard to rationalize and explain her reasons, but there is
a reason for everything and some things you just need to accept
and shouldn't spend valuable time trying to figure them out. The
purse and the dog just happened to be right there in close proximity
to each other. Maybe the purse on one shoulder helped balance the
dog in the other arm. *LOL and scratching head*
Barefooted and craddling Rosie to her bosom,
Oakie rushed outside after hearing Dave's reply and knowing in her
heart that he would be behind her (there was no doubt in her mind).
She was met again with a cloud of smokey haze that envoked and overtook
the area down wind of the fire.
She strolled rapidly past firemen and trying
to keep out of their way as they stretched their hoses from the
two fire trucks to the fire hydrants (located at the other end of
the parking lot).
She continued to wonder through the crowd of
tenants and onlookers who had been awaken by the sirens and the
flashing lights of the emergency vehicles. All the time she kept
looking back to see if Dave was coming behind her.
Oakie was taking in all the sounds going on
around her, but not really making any sense of what they were saying
(if that makes sense to anyone out there). Tensions were high with
people searching the crowds for a certain friend, family member,
and familar faces.
By this time Oakie had made it to the other
end of the parking lot while glancing about for a familar face of
her own. All the while keeping an eye focused on the dancing, threatening
flames coming through the roof of the apartment two doors up-wind
from her own townhome.
At one point she saw the outreaching tip of
the flames almost stretch their disasterous grasp towards the edge
of her townhome roof at the other end of the complex. She held her
breathe; grasped her dog closer to her chest; and looked to the
heaven and stars in prayer. Don't we all do that at some time when
faced with adversity?
Oakie prayed for the other tenants as well as
for the irreplaciable memorabilia and memories that she had gathered
around her concerning her ancestors memories that were stored throughout.
It should also be known that she selfishly prayed for a "Stay
of Execution" for her trusty Cyber Medium (Ms. 'Puter) that
gave her access to her family and friends that stretched around
the world.
It seemed like forever to Oakie, but a few seconds
can last forever when you are faced with something that could destroy
those things that can't be replaced with any monetary value.
The firey flames finally pulled back their grasp
when the firemen working quickly and precisely to get the fire contained
to that one unit without it spreading to the other units and complexes
to the north.
Sighing with relief, Oakie's prayers were answered
as she saw the flames pulling back their reaching arm of possible
distruction. She kept glancing from the flaming inferno to the faces
of onlookers and searching intently the whole time for that familar
face of her husband. Still clutching her dog to her chest the whole
time.
It seemed like forever, but finally her eyes
focused across the parking lot to the south where she saw Dave standing.
Oakie quickly made her way through the obstacle courses of hoses
and other tenants to be beside his friendly familar face. Another
sigh of relief and a feeling of blessed luck steadied the pounding
of her heart again.
It took but a short time for the firemen to
apply their knowledge and experience in getting the flaming inferno
under control. They were cutting holes through the roof and had
their multiple hoses squelching the rising flames from spreading
their threat of distruction.
Oakie's eyes wandered throughout the crowd with
relief that everyone had gotten out safely. Individual groups were
gathered in small clumps here and there clutching their most precious
possessions (family and friend's).
Like the Phoenix rising from the flame, Oakie
found out that she to can arise from whatever adversities that get
put before her as a test to become an even stronger surviver or
a victim. Oakie is a surviver!