Terror in the DFAC!!

I've been wanting to write something sensationalist like that for a while. The opportunity never presented itself until now.

Kind of a catchy title, eh?

Of course, there was no "terror" in the DFAC, except perhaps for one entree which defied description and went uneaten (by me, anyway).

We did have a fire in the kitchen, it seems, however.

SFC McG and I had sauntered over to the DFAC for an early supper. I was going to meet up afterward with some friends who go to a lot of AA meetings, and then SFC McG and I were going to drive to a distant part of the post so I could celebrate Mass for the Ugandan workers who live there. We had already finished eating and were actually just sitting around yakking and watching personnel enter the dining facility when it happened.

All of a sudden there was a great commotion coming from behind us. Lots of shouting. Lots of chairs making noise scraping the floor. More shouting. Much confusion.

People began surging toward the exits -- including the emergency exits -- so SFC McG and I collected up our trays and moved into the throng, having no real clue as to what was going on.

"Well, I guess that's dinner," said SFC McG sagely.

We later heard that the DFAC opened up again about 10 minutes after we'd left. As I was walking to meet up with my friends who go to AA and Al-Anon meetings, I saw the firefighters on the roof over the kitchen, and stopped to shoot a few photos. At least six emergency vehicles responded to the incident. (Note the rather ironic sign in the foreground; click to enlarge.)

Pastry in an oven had caught fire.

Terror in the DFAC!!!!

Blessings and peace to one and all,


Fr. Tim, SJ

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