Terrible fires burn in southern California - in Orange County where I grew up. There have always been wildfires when the Santa Anna winds blew. I remember the searing heat and ash falling from the sky when I walked home from high school. But these fires are worse, longer, taking more homes. A number of them were caused by arson. The fire and the human madness to set fire frighten me. I think of the Terry Brooks books about the end of our world, about evil winning out and society as we know it being destroyed, and I am frightened. I want to fight for good and order and peace in the world even harder. And don't know exactly how. I also want to take cookies to the local fire station in small gratitude to the brotherhood (sisterhood too) of firefighters who work to beat back that one particular danger.