THE SIRENS WAILED, and we all reached for our scanners. Where’s it at?! Which way is the wind blowing?! Then an eerie call came over the radio. “Everyone come to Mendota road; this may be our only chance to make a stand.” Mendota road?! We thought. That’s right by our place!! You never think that it’s going to be you that the fire consumes or the tornado destroys, but this time it was; it was…