This morning, Bethany and I woke up to loud pounding on our front door with someone yelling “Open Up!”. At first I figured someone in a neighboring condo was having some kind of domestic disturbance situation but after a few seconds, it was clear the banging was at our door. I approached the door, as it shook with each hit from the visitor on the other side, and asked who was there: “It’s the police.” The officer wasn’t thrilled when I asked to see his ID but he flashed it and then told us “Your building is on fire! Open up!” (Pretty much every sentence this morning ended with an exclamation point – I’m not just getting carried away with them)
Very confused after being woken up in the middle of the night, Bethany and I quickly got dressed and went to grab the kids. They were both awake (all of the exclamation-pointing at the door must have woken them) and were easy to scoop up into their blankets. We took them downstairs and fastened them into their car seats where we could provide some heat on the nice 26-degree morning.
Once they were settled, we saw the fire for the first time. Fire crews from Mount Laurel, Cherry Hill, Lumberton, Hainesport, Willingboro, Delran, Moorestown, Evesham, and at least one or two other towns showed up. To understand what happened, let me give a quick explanation of our condo building:
The building is split into 4 sections. The left part has two stories with one unit at the front and one at the back of the building on each floor (a total of 4 units). The left-center and right-center are the same – each with 3 stories for 6 units each. The right side (where we live) is like the left.
The fire appears to have started at the left-center 3rd floor rear unit which was the focus of activity when we first came out. While we were outside (the kids were in the car staying warm), the fire spread over and burst through the roof of the right-center roof. That happened in about 15 minutes and didn’t leave us optimistic for what the next 15 minutes would bring. While I wanted to wait around to keep up with what was happening, we had to get the kids settled down and to sleep.
We took the kids to my parents and got there maybe around 4. It took a while to get out of the parking lot (imagine 15 fire trucks plus police cars, EMS vehicles, and fire command vehicles parked in any parking lot – we’re lucky to have gotten the car out at all!). On the way over, we went through everything that was in the house that we would lose. Both of us use an online backup service for our laptops so all of our treasured pictures, email, and personal/work documents were safe – it was so great that those things were not at risk even though we had left our laptops in the house.
Josiah was tough to get to sleep – we ended up leaving my parents with the fun of getting him to sleep (after 45 minutes of coaxing, I was a bit frazzled). Bethany and I got back to the condo around 5. We parked out on the street (and were glad to see less red strobe lights as we walked over).
When we turned the corner, the first thing we could see was a ladder truck over our roof. We were amazed to see that we still had a roof (complete with shingles) but were still cautious as more homes were ruined by water than by fire. We waited around (staying warm in Bethany’s car that was still over by the house and all the action) and finally got a briefing from one of the firemen: the inspector would be there in an hour or two and would make the determination as to when we’d be able to get back in.
Two firemen went in to get Jack and Milo – they found Milo but couldn’t catch him and Jack was nowhere to be found. They said our condo was still in pretty good shape and we could go in with them to get the cats out (they emphasized “just the cats!”). Milo darted into the closet and I went in after him, closing the door behind me. A few minutes later, I had captured him in his carrier and joined the hunt for Jack who we couldn’t find. Since the guy who gave us our briefing had hinted that we would probably be able to get back in this afternoon, we figured Jack would be okay on his own (and probably would prefer that over being caged up and taken to a new place).
Bethany grabbed the diaper bag for the kids, her phone, my wallet, and her keys on our way out. We got a few glares from others who would have liked to go back into their homes too. We took off at that point, wanting to get back to the kids before they woke up. Getting to my parents a little before 7, we were able to close our eyes for a few minutes.
Breakfast was uneventful and it was good to have things settled. It was a huge relief to have been inside and seen that things appear to be untouched (for the most part – obviously it smells like smoke, there’s bound to be water in walls or the attic, there are big footprints from the firemen, and some of our furniture is tossed around from the hunt for the cats.
After the kids had breakfast, Bethany and I went back again to the house to get first-hand information from the inspector and Fire Department. When we got there, the power was on and all but one fire truck had gone. Despite having given our phone number to someone from the Fire Department who was collecting contact information (at 5am), we hadn’t received any calls. The inspector had already come and gone. We were told that he took a quick look and said he’d come back “after a few days” to see “how the water settles”. However, we were allowed into the house to pack up some things.
Like with most situations, it was important that we took initiative to look out for our best interests. Had we waited to be contacted by the Fire Department or our condo association, we still would have no idea what is happening (even at 9pm as I write this). Had we gotten back to the house an hour later than we did, odds are we wouldn’t have been able to get back in to get anything.
We grabbed a new pack of diapers and of wipes so we’d be set for the kids for a couple days. Each of us put some clothes together in a bag, grabbed our toothbrushes and some other little items. We got Jackers packed up, the kids’ high chairs, and some clothes for them. It was so difficult to make decisions while being rushed about what we’d need for the next several days.
Where things stand now:
We spent the day at my parents’ in Pennsauken. They watched the kids while we ran back and forth to the house and grabbed things at the store. Bethany’s parents had been planning to come down on Monday so, instead, we went up to stay with them tonight into Monday. We’ll spend the day here tomorrow and then head back to a hotel for Monday night. Since we have work on Tuesday, we’ve got to be back and settled.
We have started a claim with the insurance company – someone called us back this afternoon to pass along some information. We’ll be speaking with an adjuster tomorrow morning and will have some kind of plan from there. The inspector will be updating the condo association – we’ll be checking in with them to get updates.
We don’t have any substantial information about what we’ll need, how long we’ll be displaced, or the status of the house (beyond the surface appearance when we ran in to pack things). Once we talk with the adjuster tomorrow, we’ll know a bit more. The real information comes on Tuesday when we hope to hear from the inspectors.
We will keep the blog updated with the latest information.
Our most sincere thanks to our friends who have contacted us to check on how we’re doing or to offer various help. We appreciate your concern for our family and treasure it dearly.
Some pictures…
Our stairs are on the right (you can see the fireman on his way down the stairs). Our neighbors live at the front, our unit is in the back of the building.

Some of the damage at the right-center roof.

The back of the building – our windows are the far left top.

A closer look at some of the damage on the left-center roof where we suspect the fire may have started.

The local ABC affiliate, WPVI, has a video clip [click here] with some shots early in the morning.