To the Editor:

Sunday, May 29 at our Brighton Beach home wasn’t exactly funday, but thanks to the quick work of some LBI emergency responders, the house and family are fit for future fun.

The house was full, the food was cooked and we had all jockeyed for a place at the kitchen table to sit and eat. As we were stuffing our faces with the usual cookout fare, my husband said he smelled something. As a wife of 27 years, I ignored him.

June 8, 2016