Another October 26th

This year it was going to be a good one. The third anniversary of the Cedar Fire's epic romp through San Diego County. Three years since the deaths of 16 San Diegans, the destruction of more than 2,220 homes, and the beginning of a new chapter in my life. It was also the first birthday of my friend Colleen's son, Zach, who had nicely timed his arrival to lend a new, happier distinction to an otherwise infamous date.

I was thinking about little Zach the birthday boy on Thursday morning. It was a warm, sunny, blue-sky day. I thought about how far Bob and I had come in three years, how whole and healthy we finally felt. In a way, it seemed we had been born only two years before Zach, considering how close we'd come to joining the casualty list. And then I heard the news. A new Southern California fire, begun by an arsonist sometime after midnight in high winds and dry brush. Already, overnight, it had burned 24,000 acres, and destroyed 10 homes. Worst of all, a five-man engine crew had been overrun by a wall of flames. Three fire fighters were dead, four by the end of the day, and it doesn't look at all good for the fifth man. I've felt sick ever since. October 26th. What a day.

Photo: In this NASA image, waves of gray-brown smoke wash over the mountains southeast of Los Angeles and out over the Pacific Ocean on Thursday, Oct. 26, 2006. West of Palm Springs, California, the Esperanza Fire has ballooned under the influence of Santa Ana winds to more than 40,000 acres, according to the California Department of Forestry and Fire Protection. Fire officials are reporting the cause of the blaze as arson.