Crisi, you have very informative information that everyone should be aware of! Carol had a boyfriend that she wanted to marry, but her family didn't like him because he was a Native Alaskan Indian. So they discouraged her, and she found me, or we found each other. The only think they didn't know is that I probably had as much Native American Indian blood in me as he did. Well, it was a sad story because a few years later they had a house fire, and he went back inside the house to get a dog out. I can understand because I love dogs too, but it cost him his life because he didn't get out of that burning house alive! So don't go back in for anything. But if you have children inside a burning house, I don't know of any good parent who wouldn't go back inside to try to rescue a child!
It just does not make sense to keep gasoline inside a house that you are living in! We live in a ranching farming area, and in the past we have had good friends who have lost their barns because they were storing hay that was too wet. Spontaneous combustion took place and they lost their hay and barn. My brother told about working in Montana, and taking the top bales off a hay stack in the winter, and having it catch fire immediately as soon as the smoldering hay got oxygen! When I worked at the sawmill, they had sawdust fires all the time for the same reason!
The first couple of year that we were married I was pastoring an Assembly of God church, and I had raked the leaves in the lawn/yard behind the house. I had a small can of gasoline that I was dumping on the leaves to burn them. My brother told me about a terrible explosion he had using gasoline to burn wood, so I was aware of that, so I was careful not to use too much gasoline. I already had a leaf pile burning, but I needed it to burn better so I was dumping a little more gasoline on it, and the fire followed the gasoline fumes right up to the spout of the gasoline can, and I had a fire burning out of the spout of the gasoine can. It scared me, and I think, if I remember correctly I just smothered it with leaves using my hands, and it had a happy ending!
Our good friend who is married to his filipina wife, who is also our good friend told me about a scary experience he had with propane. A friend of his told him if he had trouble getting his bar b q to light, just hold that button that loads propane and count to ten then strike a match. He told me that he would never do that again, because he lost his eye brows and all the hair on the front part of the top of his head, and he was lucky that it was not worse than that! The place where I worked before I have covered the propane vent because the wind was blowing, and it would blow the flame out when trying to start the propane heater. I have had minor explosions from that, and felt the empact on my face, but I never got burned doing that, although I think it is a dangerous thing to do.
A few years after we were first married Carol was heating bottles on top of the stove, and we drove all the way home from town immediately because we remembered that the stove burners were still on. We were very lucky/God was with us!
At one of our local stores they have what is called propane bottle exchange. I never got propane that way until yesterday when my son-in-law asked me to get some for our space heater to dry our mortor in between the concrete blocks. I started walking inside the store with this empty propane bottle, and a guard stopped me, told me I was on security camera, and they saw me coming! I had no idea that was against the rules, but he told me that I could not bring an explosive material inside the store! They had the bottle exchange outside the store, but I did not know that, but I do now!