CaliAnon at the Camp Fire. Drove through Paradise, unbelievable destruction. Coming back out, stopped on a high desolate road above a canyon. Super dark, wind was whipping. Hundreds of hotspots still glowing, burnig and throwing sparks on the opposite hillside. I got the undeniable feeling of looking at an army encamped the night before a battle, their campfires all across the dark, black hills. Never surrender Patriots. Never give in, never give up.