The grass-fire flames rose higher, radiating fierce heat to anyone within 40 yards. Smoke billowed across the road to where you couldn’t even see the other side. Two figures tangoed around each other, one very large, the other only up to his chin. A car sizzled, engulfed in the flames, and explosions punctuated the sound of the crackling fire.

The larger man swung as the smaller one ducked under his arm and quickly moved back, keeping his hands up. For a moment, the potentially deadly dance came dangerously close to the flame, before the two spun away.

Peter Davis is chief of the Galveston Island Beach Patrol. The views in this column are his and do not necessarily represent those of the Beach Patrol, Galveston Park Board of Trustees or any other entity.


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