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John 3:16 “God so loved the world, that He gave His ONE and only Begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life.”  Is found as an engraving in flagstone leading up a path to what used to be a home. This town has three Churches; a Catholic Church, a Presbyterian church and an Assembly of God church, I’m told that nearly all of the residents attend one of the three churches. “Everyone that lives here finds shelter in God. We have lost a lot, firefighters, friends, and for some of us our home. My home is completely destroyed, but God has shown me His love and mercy with the overwhelming love and support from all over, but most importantly, my neighbors.” Joseph.

On June 28th, 2013 a thunderstorm made its way into the Hills of Yarnell; caused by a lightning strike on the backside of the North West Mountain side of the town at about 5:30pm. Officials stated that the fire started moving North east at about a rate of a half mile per hour.  By nightfall residents were reporting that it was already over the ridge of the mountain and descending rapidly upon them. One man said that before they were even given evacuation orders, it was already burning brush at his property line.

When speaking to another Yarnell Hill Resident evacuee, she said it, “looked like hell coming for us over the top of the hill, it was so high and towering it almost felt like we were about to be swallowed alive.” An exasperated Annie states on Wednesday when residents were returning to what was left of their homes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday morning an emergency involuntary evacuation was ordered. I spoke with Deb from the Presbyterian Church on Tuesday, July 2nd 2013 at North road block on the 89A at a press conference, and she told me that she had just gotten home from her vacation in Maui, and left for church, when she got a call from her Pastor. Her Pastor told her to tell the members that they needed to go home and pack what they can to leave. She stayed until all of the members left to go home. When she got home she had 30 minutes to pack up her horses in the horse trailer, with her dogs, by herself. She is a widow and her grown 34 year old son is a teacher in Northern California. Thankfully she was able to get them all to safety. I found her on Wednesday, July 10th, 2013 and her home had been lost. She has been frustrated with the lack of clarity and communication from the start. She wishes that they had taken the addresses down of homes that still stood, so that way if their address was not on the list they could have been prepared for what they found. She lost all of her late husband’s affects, in the pile of rubbish; she found one small memorabilia that was her husbands most treasured item, his autographed Chicago Cubs Baseball. She remembers when she took him to the game, and had a surprise meet and greet after the game with all of the players who signed it for him on their 25th Wedding Anniversary.  “I can only describe this as my angel looking out for me, he wanted me to know that he had his hand on me, and protecting me during this, even though he’s gone now.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Residents were not prepared for the destruction caused. Many of them had received reports that all of Yarnell was lost, while others received reports that only small portions were lost. When the evacuation ban was lifted for residents on Tuesday, July 9th, 2013, they were not prepped in any way to see their homes. There was no rhyme or reason to the fire’s destruction path. If you walk down the roadways into the residential areas of Yarnell you will see areas where one house between two houses are completely destroyed and nothing is left but a twisted pile of metal and what may resemble a table, or chair, while the houses on either side are untouched.

Perhaps one of the most interesting, soft souled, woman I met while documenting the destruction on Yarnell Hill was Ellen Gregory, who is a direct descendant of Harrison Lee Yarnell, the founder of Yarnell. Ellen, found us while she was out for her early morning walk about 7am when we were walking down the main road (89A) attempting to keep ourselves composed as we documented the destruction. Ellen is part of Yarnell’s historical society. She is also widowed, and returned to Yarnell to retire. She has been back for about 10 months she says. She also attends the Presbyterian Church. “Yarnell will help one another. We don’t let anyone go hungry, or go without. We all chip in and pull each other through. We will chip in now and pull each other through this. Some are already talking about leaving, and I think that’s sad, because we are like family here, and you don’t want to see family go. “She spoke to us for almost an hour as we documented, Ellen told us about Yarnell’s proud history, and that this community, “will never forget the hero’s that saved us, and saved our town.”  As she spoke from the heart, with misty eyes, she said if she could shake the hands of these men, she would, and she would fix them a good heartily dinner to show her appreciation. “They now sit next to God with their crowns, surely they watched over the rest of us, to make sure not one single resident was lost. I cannot express my deepest love for these brave souls.” Ellen is allowing me to sit down with her further. Luckily her home was spared. When I asked her what her feelings were about her home being spared and other’s she knew losing their homes she said this, “They can come live in my house, they can come take a bath here, eat here, and stay as long as they need to. I’m older and retired now, but I will pitch in, in any way I can. Even if that means going into town (Prescott or Wickenburg) to fetch curtains, sheets, or whatever it is, I will. Not much this body can do these days, but I will do whatever it allows me to. This is my home, this is my family.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had the pleasure of meeting Pete Incardona, you might remember him from Ty Pennington’s ‘Extreme House Makeover’ Show. He was the design director, and is so sweet. He is a resident of Yarnell, and operates half of his Granite business out of Wickenburg and out of Yarnell. He is heading up the reconstruction and rebuilding of Yarnell. I asked him if his home was spared, and he said thankfully yes, that, “I am among the lucky few to have a home and a shop left and still in god standing.” When I asked him how he was coping with the destruction he said, “How do you think I’m feeling? My heart is just dying. To see friends who stand tall crumble and sob because they lost everything, truly breaks your heart. You can’t look around and not be moved. You can’t look into the eyes of my fellow friends and residents of Yarnell, and not feel their pain.” When he told me who he was and who he worked for, he invited me into his office there, and talked to us for a bit. He told us how strong Yarnell is, and how in no time they will re-build. He is optimistic that this town will be back to normal soon, and that they plan to honor the memories of their hero’s forever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Whether you speak to one, or you speak to many, the whole consensus of the resident’s in Yarnell is that their 19 hero’s saved their town. Their deaths give them perspective, that they only lost material possessions, and that they will come together, where neighbor helps neighbor pick up the pieces, wash off the charred  edges, clear out the debris, and re-build their homes. Life will go on. But in their hearts, they know that they have a town left, because their Hero’s worked hard at saving it, and they will not let the 19 who perished be in vain. It’s hard not to hear these stories and mourn with them, It’s hard not to be moved by this tragedy, it’s harder not to want to say, “what if it were me….”

The story that comes from this horrific, and what is being classified as the worst fire disaster on record, is not the fire, it’s about what this small town mentality can offer to the rest of us. Where you hear story after story that they don’t allow anyone to go hungry, or without. That if you are hungry and have no food, and no money to buy food, you are invited to always go to the food bank, to the community center, or stop into the local diner to have some hot food and service, free of charge. All they ask is that you pay it forward when you can for someone else. You will hear stories of neighbors paying for another’s electric bill, or water bill. You will hear a few stories of friends and neighbors constantly getting together and having an entire community progressive dinner, where everyone chips in something small, and all can enjoy. You will hear people loving one another, without attention to any differences, and providing for their friend, and neighbor. Time after time, I heard stories of a community that truly acted like one, like a family, where no one was a stranger, and all that lived there, had each other’s back; they looked out for one another. They don’t do this because they have to, they do this because, “It’s simply the way of life up here. Love your neighbor, as you love yourself. Give freely, and willingly, and God will see it, He will reward us. I believe that’s why our Town was saved. I believe that’s why He sent us our wonderful Angels. The Prescott Hot Shot Fire Fighters will never leave our hearts. We will forever be grateful to them. If I could shake their hand today, I would. If I could tell them how much they mean to me, I would. I can only hope that we can help the families that lost them, as we have seen people come in to help us. That’s the way God has called us to love our fellow man.” – Jessica P. Yarnell Resident.

Yarnell Rebuilds: A Story of Hope

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Final words from the Photojournalist April: I was incredibly touched by each interaction. I can remember the last time that I felt this much love standing in one place of so much sorrow. In a time when you are mourning your heros lost, and the lost of your possessions, you wouldn't think that the main priority was your neighbor. Not here in yarnell, they are more concerened about their neighbors, they want to help them, before they help themselves. They hold fast to God, and they know that they will rise from the ashes, and that they will always be grateful for the heroism of their Prescott Hot Shot Fire Fighters. They have not allowed this tradgey to spoil their faith, and they will not let it stop them from working for one another. This is truly a town of love, and it's truly a town we can all take something from. Love your neighbor like you love yourself. Protect your neighbor like you would protect yourself; do not let them go without, and provide for them when they can not. How incredibly moving and powerful. Thank you Yarnell Resident's for reminding us, that even when everything is a pile of ashes, that we still have one another to lean on; and to love.

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