I can't help but gawk.

Seriously. My father is a Fire Marshal, he investigates all fires in our province. Ontario is a big place, dudes and dudettes! Anyhoo, he only gets called out if there has been a fatality at the fire scene. So yeah, used to it being a really shitty event when my Dad gets called out.

He took me to the Fire College an hour north of here, we went through the training areas and he quizzed me on how each "fire" had started. I got them all right. /smug. I dunno... its an interesting avenue for me. If I wasn't a stay at home mom right now, I'd probably pursue a career in fire investigation.