When is a house like an airplane?

Arnold

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When is a house like an airplane?

I normally only talk flying on this board, and b/c I now fly so infrequently I am not here all that often. But I feel like sharing.

On Saturday evening we noticed the odor of burning electrical equipment permeating the house, it was on two of the three floors. I worked to try to isolate the problem and was pretty confident that there was no fire, just a power surge that blew out some kitchen appliances, the source of that would become clear later. But I also knew I could not be sure that there was no fire inside the walls. I was being very indecisive about calling the fire department but while considering the options I did get my family out to the porch and I did remove my computer, back up hard drive and critical files from the house. There seemed to be no immediate danger and so I was calm and so therefore were the kidlings and spouse. Truth be told I did not let them see me removing stuff from my office. Even if it didn't get them panicky my kids would be demanding to remove valued stuff from their rooms, that would have been a nightmare.

Then I asked myself, what would I do if this were an airplane. My answer was easy and required no real thought. Even if I did not think there was a fire the odor alone would be enough to terminate the flight. I would not dilly dally like I was with the house, I would not take any risks and so I would declare an emergency, have the flight attendants prepare for an evacuation, land at the nearest suitable airport, be sure that crash/fire/rescue was standing by and if at all in doubt after landing stop the aircraft on or if possible immediately off the runway and evacuate the passengers. If the chief pilot told me I had over reacted I'd not give it a second thought, it would have been the correct thing to do.

My family should get no less from me. I sent the kids and my wife over to her sister's house and called the fire department. They used their thermal imaging equipment to confirm no fire in the walls, I had already shutoff the electrical panel I suspected was causing the problem and after about 30 or 40 minutes of inspecting my house in much more detail than I was comfortable the six firefighters and one police officer concurred with my analysis and left. My wife came home (the kids slept at their aunt's house - thank you) but neither of us could sleep - eventually we were calm enough to sleep at about 2AM. Looking back I probably could have used a shot of vodka, but liquor is never my first thought. The joys of owning a 100 year old house, I spent most of Sunday working with my father-in-law to temporarily rewire the faulty panel and make other repairs. The electrician was here today and will bring it up to code, but we had made it safe and the electrician said he will bring it up to code with not more than an hours work.

I feel good about the decion making except it perhaps took a bit too long to call the fire department. I probably should have called them first and gone trouble shooting later.

My sincere thanks to the Narberth PA volunteer fire fighters who interupted their Saturday evening to help my family and me and to the Narberth police officer, who like all Narberth police officers was a concerned professional doing his job as well as it could be done. All the first responders were exactly what my idea of an ideal first responder is.

When is a house like an airplane? When you think they might be on fire.
 
Thanks, Arnold! That's a great tale, and one I hope to remember. Glad everything worked out well!
 
I would not take any risks and so I would declare an emergency, have the flight attendants prepare for an evacuation, land at the nearest suitable airport.

I am impressed!!! How is it that you get a flight attendant on the Diamond you fly out of Wings?:D
 
And here I thought it would be a story about water stains on the headliner... :rolleyes:

Glad it worked out Arnold -
 
This story just begs that I tell my one and only firefighter story I have although it relates nothing to airplanes.

A year or so after Greg and I had our new house built back in the mid-1990's, Greg was out of town and I was home with the two little kids. Early in the morning one of the smoke detectors in the house started going off and i couldn't figure out why (I was pretty new to smoke detectors so didn't know a whole lot about them except to the change the battery now and then.)

So, I took the kids out to the front stoop and sat waiting for the fire department. A few minutes later they show up and I tell them the problem. One of the firefighters proceeds to look for the "defective" smoke detector...he found that a spider had made a web in one of the detectors upstairs causing it to beat intermittently. He told me what he found and suggested if it happens again to check for spider webs and then he left.

A few days later I go upstairs to the extra bedroom that had the smoke detector that kept going off in it. I saw this huge flashlight unit sitting on the floor. Later that day Greg and I stop by the fire department to return it to the station. We walk into the station (which also happens to be the room where all the firefighters hang out when they're not busy) and Greg presents this flashlight to them...saying that apparently it was left in our upstairs bedroom by one of the fire firefighters when "I" was out of town. The firefighters just looked at each other with a look on their faces that seemed to say "AH OH...somebody's in trouble!":yikes:

Nobody was in trouble as far as Greg was concerned but....he hands one of them the flashlight and we walk out the door. Greg and I get in the truck and proceed to bust out laughing 'cause we realized that whichever fire fighter had left the flashlight would never live it down... 'cause it was left in the bedroom while the husband was away. :blush::frown3:

I wonder if that firefighter transferred sometime soon afterward?
 
How are old aircraft and old houses alike????










when you restore them ------






they are never done until they burn down.
 
thats a funny story sharon


Glad you like it. I still laugh about it to this day. I have to admit, though, that Greg nor I realized how what we had said sounded until we got into the truck...and that's when we burst out laughing.
 
Tom, an excellent point. I guess we can add flooding if we equate seaplanes sinking with houses flooding.
 
Don't remember if I told the story of the last time I started a fire in the house - It was inside the wall and I just had a small hole (for an electrical outlet) to work through - I tried a few glasses of water from the kitchen sink - thinking no big deal, this will get it. No luck. Then I go out and get the fire extinguisher from the garage. Pull the pin, squeeze, nothing. No pressure. About this time the wife starts bugging to call the fire department. Do I call? Nahhhh. I can handle it. :loco:So I finally go out and drag in the garden hose and stick it in the wall, give it a good squirt. That ought to do it. Wait a minute - it's still smoking.:eek: And the wife is REALLY agitating to call the fire department. So I stick the hose back in, and soak it all down - real real good this time. That did the trick. But did I have a mess on the furniture in the basement to clean up...

She made me go out and buy new fire extinguishers that afternoon.:dunno:
 
Sis, BIL, and family live on a street that does lots of lights for the holidays. Home was built in the late 80's, maybe early 90's (OH). GFCI's just coming into code. . . Expensive. . . most people try to just use one to protect as many downstream receptacles as possible.

Sis calls BIL at work: THE BATHROOM IS FILLED WITH SMOKE, I THINK THERE MIGHT BE A FIRE.

BIL: WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME?

Sis: Good point, goodbye.

Ends up the bathroom GFCI was the first in line for all of the garage and outdoor receptacles. The x=mas lights put it over the edge.

(No fire, no one hurt, just a little smoke damage and stink from melted insulation.)
 
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Good thread.

When in doubt, any doubt, get the boys from the fire house rolling, it's free. They know what they are doing, and the minutes it takes them to get there can save you and your insurance company a lot of money. They can always turn around and go home.
 
Seems to me there must be stories about the other times you set the house on fire, how many were there?
Not that many.

Mostly scorched wood from soldering copper pipe and stuff. Hit it with a wet rag and it's gone. They hardly count as "fires", so no real stories, eh?

I did have a small underhood fire in my pickup when I got carried away with the starting fluid a couple winters ago. Good thing there was enough snow around...

The only "big" fire that I have been involved in was when I worked in a synthetic natural gas plant (essentially a refinery). And, no, I had nothing to do with it getting started. I just helped put it out.
 
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