So I got up early Tuesday morning around 5:15am for a drink of water. While I was in my kitchen, I heard my local emergency siren (fire house) blaring and thought "It's something very bad when that goes off at this hour." I looked up at my clock and realized my dark kitchen was glowing a weird hue of orange. After "***?" I peeked out the front window and saw one of the most horrible sights...my neighbors home across the street fully engulfed in a raging inferno...and not a fire truck in sight. It was surreal, like someone had lit a bonfire in the middle of the woods (I'm rural) and dropped this poor guys trailer on top of it. One look at it pretty much told me that if he was indeed in there, he was dead. I dialed 911 and they were already on their way (hence the siren). About 15 minutes later the fire trucks arrived and immediately started dousing the flames. People don't appreciate a firemans work sometimes until you see them in action. They had the flames extinguished within the hour and the last truck left the scene by 6:45am. I assumed the fact they didn't hang around pointed to my neighbor not being home at the time. It's the only trailer on my street an one of the few in town, appearing to date back to the 60's and made of aluminum. Now it's just a door frame. Gawkers are still cruising by and I can smell the acrid rubble, as its basically my front yard dividing my house from it. It's been so dry an so many leaves...I'm glad I got my leaves done before this happened. The neighbor wasn't seen or heard from until yesterday. He was in the yard burying his dog who was in the fire apparently. I've seen some crazy things, but waking up to that is otherworldly in its creepiness and downright scary. I feel for him, as his life seems to be a long series of unfortunate events and will say a prayer.