my hero!

This afternoon David got to be a local hero. He was coming home from kicking footbag and was walking up the step to our building when a girl on the street pointed out a window on the 3rd floor of our building, and said "you might want to do something about that." She was referring to a pot on the stove that was on fire. David went up to the apartment and no one was home, so he knocked on the neighbors door to let her know to get out, and they called the fire department. It turned out not to be a big deal, but who knows if the girl on the street and David had not acted as they each did, the fire could have quickly gotten a lot worse.
As you can tell from the firemen standing around chatting, the situation was not serious:
The fire was in the same apartment we have, but 2 floors below, so after David had alerted the neighbor and fire department, he called me. Well, I wasn't home. I had just popped out for 10 minutes to the bookstore, and I had actually left the oven on because I was roasting beets! So, his call freaked me out at first because I thought it was my oven. Luckily it wasn't, but I'm not taking this as a mere coincidence. Rather, as a big fat red flag not to leave things cooking while I'm not home. So, let this story be a reminder to everyone, and a lesson that it's good to peer into windows from the street!