It’s been a tough day for me as I know it has been for many others. Today marks one year since the Camp Fire blazed through Paradise, up to Magalia, and through unincorporated places such as Concow, Pulga, and Butte Creek Canyon. A day that started out just like any other. No one knew the panic that would ensue that morning or the sheer terror of driving through the flames that engulfed everything in its path. My mom called and woke me up that morning, wondering if we were evacuating from the fire on the ridge. I wasn’t aware of a fire at that time but I was sure it wasn’t anything too serious. Fires were frequent on the ridge and in the canyon and I was sure it wasn’t something to be too concerned about. Mom said it looked really bad from down the hill and the sky was darkening. I could see a little cloud of smoke on my end but nothing that looked like we...