Monday, June 12, 2006


(Click on the photo to see it bigger.)

Well, here's something.

Last night my husband comes in from running an errand and says, "there's a fire on 12." Now, the 12th floor is where our "wacky" neighbor lives; just last November, this guy inexplicably turned all the faucets on in his apartment and flooded the whole building, putting the elevators out of commission. The woman two floors down from him still has a mold and mildew smell in her apartment from it.

Anyhoo, we go to the window, and sure enough, there is a gathering crowd of people, looking up with worried faces and pointing frantically to the black smoke that was now pouring out of his windows. The wacky neighbor was out there too, crying and looking dazed. The fire trucks arrived within seconds! I must say, I guess having Christine Quinn for a neighbor doesn't hurt. So now we get to see firefighters looking up at our windows with worried faces and more of our neighbors running frantically out of the building. At this point, we still had our window open, but a quick minute later (firefighters are FIT, they had to run up 12 flights with equipment!) the police and FDNY still outside on the sidewalk starting yelling for us to get out of the windows as a shower of hot broken glass flew past us. A few pieces landed in the kitchen right by Tony's bowl and Tyler burned his fingers picking them up. We finally closed our windows (my camera battery was dying anyway) when the water spray began to fall.

In the background of all this, of course I'm panicking, (also taking pictures) crying, saying "what do we do? Do we try to leave?" Tony hates the smell of smoke and was barking and whimpering his head off. I imagined hobbling down five flights of stairs with the cane and dog in tow, and then hobbling back up, but when Tyler checked the hallway doors, they were locked, presumably so that the people on the higher floors (where we heard later that the smoke was very thick) could get out unimpeded by panicky lower floor dwellers who didn't need to evacuate. Plus, Tyler said that fire goes up, and since we live below where the fire was, we stayed put.

The whole thing was over in a matter of about 30 minutes, but I'm guessing it won't be over for quite some time for our wacky neighbor, or for the poor people who live near him with lots of smoke and water damage.


At Wednesday, June 14, 2006 12:07:00 PM, Blogger Apartment 4F said...

I saw that FDNY response first hand from my place on 23rd & 10th. There must have been about 12 vehicles in all!

At Wednesday, June 14, 2006 2:26:00 PM, Blogger Jonathan said...

That was a great telling of your story! Someone has linked to it from

At Wednesday, June 14, 2006 4:27:00 PM, Blogger Phyl17 said...

Hi Ingrid... I'm a neighbor from the 17th floor, and though I can't connect your name with a face, I'm sure we'd recognize each other in the elevator. :) London Terrace - where every day is an adventure (During the blackout 3 years ago, my neighbor came over and died, but you probably know that story already). Here's my "view" of the fire:

I'd just returned from the pool when I smelled that 9/11-ish smell (burning of synthetic materials) and thought it was in MY apt. so I checked all my outlets, lamps, etc. When I opened the front door, the 17th floor hallway was full of smoke. I was going to leave but when I got to the floor where the fire was, the staircase was so full of smoke you couldn't see through it - so I said the hell with this & went back upstairs, closed the door & windows, and rolled up my still-damp towel and put it against the door. Not only was there a crowd of people looking up at 460, but some of the people around the corner on 10th Ave. who have terraces seemed to be enjoying the "show," eating and drinking while watching. My floor still smells smoky, but fortunately my apartment was not affected.

At Friday, June 16, 2006 9:32:00 AM, Blogger Tyn Allen said...

the most frightening part of your whole story was closing your window BECAUSE the batteries in your camera were dying anyway. what, want to sell it for money to the news? what has happened to sanity?

At Monday, October 30, 2006 7:54:00 PM, Blogger Ellis Nadler said...

and I thought my neighbours were bad...sheesh


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