Disaster Strikes Our Town

At about 2 this afternoon a small plane crashed into our high school. The two people in the plane were killed, either on impact or when the plane exploded shortly after impact. No one on the ground was hurt. The plane was sighted wobbling and flying low by a homeowner out in his yard, who said it was so close to him, he instinctively ducked thinking it was going to hit him. He saw the pilot waving his arm out the window as he approached the soccer field, maybe trying to get the people on the ground to run out of the way. He then crashed into the roof of the high school. Five hours later, the fire is still burning with smoke pouring out of the building.

We started our day by going to Show Low, where John had an appointment with the dentist for x rays to check his jaw bone to see if it is dense enough to insert the implant. It's not quite ready, so we made an appointment for another x ray in July to check on it. We went to Wal Mart to shop, I'm beginning to hate going to that store, I can't find anything, they moved everything around in the remodel and I go here and there searching for the things I need. They're going to break me of going there if they don't hurry up and finish. The parking lot was a mess today, they are resurfacing it and most of it was roped off so all the cars were scrunched into a little space. We got that ordeal over and headed for home to finish up things we needed to do. As we were heading downtown to wash the car and take Jessie to see "Grandpa Steve" we saw the smoke and investigated to see where it was coming from. We were afraid it was a forest fire. It ended up being as bad as that! We could see that the fire was at the high school, but didn't know the cause until we saw Steve and he told us. Jessie was so glad to see him and was full of hugs for him. I think he was just as glad to see her! He has finished painting the mural on the north wall and the one on the east wall. They look awesome!