I was between 2 & three miles away. 2-3 miles DOWNWIND, of course, so we got this scary
mordor-esque plume of doubtless highly toxic smoke going over the shop roof. Darkness at noon!
(Or 3pm, for you pedants) I closed the shop for a bit, and watched w/some old binoculars - you
could hear the explosions, and fire engines, and every minute or so another chemical tank would go
up, and this huge fireball would rise up into the air. Jill was at home 20 miles away, and she could
see the smoke.
No fatalities, or even injuries, thank goodness.
― Norman Phay, Friday, 12 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)