The Spark of Life
March 9th 2009 The sirens wailed ever louder as I continued walking my parents' dog, Nick, through the public walkway behind their new home in Arizona. As we rounded the final corner around a group of mailboxes, we both stopped dead in our tracks. Surely, my eyes betrayed me. Although only moments ago a picture of suburban tranquility, my parents' street had been turned into a scene straight out of a Schwarze
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