In early summer 2012, a brush fire broke out in Waldo Canyon, west of Colorado Springs, Colorado. The fire grew, scorching thousands of acres and destroying hundreds of homes.
Although I still lived back east at the time of the fire, I had many friends who lived through it, watching the smoke come closer and wondering whether or not they would have to evacuate. You can still see the scars, huge swaths of mountainside with the skeletons of trees, and underbrush that is just now coming back.
What memories do you have of this event? How did you and the people in your life feel about it?