That town is the home of a huge branch of my family tree. And as I type, my uncle is out fighting the fire. This is a man that loves those White Mountains and I can't picture him any where else.
It was the home of my most amazing grandfather, Dutch. He loved the mountains, lakes, town and family like no one I have ever known. Camping, fishing and just so much fun to be around. And did he ever curse the wind. The same wind that is making this fire so hard to fight.
So many amazing childhood memories and I hope and pray that no one is harmed and they are able to go home to their homes, and not to loss.
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