I called my friend, his house was in Fountaingrove and it actually survived. He came to meet me, we drove back to my house. I had time to grab a box with documents, put it in my car, open the garage and leave. I think 10 minutes later the flames were in my house and 30 minutes later, nothing left.
I didn’t have an easy life in Italy. I went through some...not disasters, but some problems over there. I survived, and I think that it doesn’t make sense to watch behind, we have to focus forward — otherwise you get stuck behind.
But you think, if the phone didn’t wake me up, I don’t think there was a way to save me.
I don’t know why I’m here. That’s a good question.
I have nightmares every night. When I sleep I wake up, it’s like, "Oh I’ve got to go to sleep because I’m tired." I don’t rest. It’s not easy. Part of my brain is trying to move on, and part of my brain is still in that night.