It was with horror that I read the name of the young firefighter killed in the water truck accident while fighting the fires in Northern California. He was a student in my 4th grade classroom many years ago at Mecca Elementary School, where I taught my first 8 years.
"Taco", as we all called him, was a decent, honest young man with a tremendous grin. I remember him and his sister. The whole family was awesome. He went on to our local community college and then moved to Missouri, but contracted out for firefighting services.
He was one of the fatalities in the fire, among many. His water truck, which was full, overturned on the Oakville Grade (a HORRIBLE twisty, turning road). My husband wondered if maybe the water shifted and caused him to go down the ravine...Such a sad loss.
RIP, "Taco". I will miss your bright smile.
The next morning, we had a BEAUTIFUL sunrise here in the desert. I would like to think it was Garrett arriving in Heaven.
Here is the story from our local news: