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House Fire Saga Update #10 - July 9, 2019

Update May 2020 - I'm currently going back through my Facebook posts and deciding what I want to leave up for public consumption and what I want to leave private (mostly photos of family that I don't want to leave accessible forever). I thought posting the text of those posts, along with some of the photos I'm okay with leaving public, here on the blog and backdating the posts to the days they went up would be a good alternative.

If you've landed here in the midst of a difficult season (that is difficult for no fault of your own), I hope this helps. Leave a comment or send me a message (catpollockwrites @ gmail .com - remove the spaces) if you want someone to talk to, or even just someone to listen.


Tuesday, July 9, 2019 - 10:48PM

House Fire Saga Update #10:

Nothing much has changed much since yesterday. I wasn't ready to talk about it in the last update, but over the weekend, we had to file a police report because there have been people coming onto the site and stealing. Which really just... well, there are no words to express how I feel about people who decide it's a good idea to go through the wreckage of something that has been so devastating for us and pick through it to take what little is left that *might* be valuable. *sigh*

After playing phone tag over the weekend and yesterday, I was able to talk to the front desk at the precinct about setting up a patrol watch. The reality of our location, for those not familiar with the area, is that there hasn't been enough crime in the area around the house in the past for the police department to have officers regularly out here on patrol.

There's nothing new on the permanent housing front - Mom and Dad are still looking, as is my sister Keep them all in your prayers - that the right place would open up for them at the right time.

If you have any recipes for the Pollock Post-Fire Recovery Cookbook, send me a message or post the recipe here.

List of things my parents need (that they have thought of so far):
- women's size 22 slacks
- women's size 10 shoes (except boots/heels)
- men's size 16-1/2 and 17 shirts

List of things my sister still needs (that she/we have thought of so far):
- boy's clothes - size 7
- women's clothing - office attire, sizes 20-24

If you would like to give a gift card instead, preferences are for Target and Walmart Gift Cards. If you are sending them via snail mail, send them to:

New Life Baptist Church
8701 W. Encanto Blvd.
Phoenix, AZ 85037

If you'd rather deliver them in-person, shoot me a message and we can make arrangements for that as well.

- Bonnie Carroll @ Laveen Baptist Church
- Sarah Lineberger @ New Life Baptist Church (623-936-8854)
- Michelle Krick - River of Life Church
- Christina Lobosco - St. Peter's Lutheran Church (Mesa, AZ)
- Patty Brooks Suttill - Arcadia Gospel Fellowship


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