Trailer Fire Fund For Tara LaRosa

During a cross country move, my cargo trailer with our entire lives caught fire, when a tire began to throw sparks into the wheel well. My boyfriend Jason, me, and our 2 dogs were moving from Portland to the east coast. We got a 17’ homemade trailer for a great price on market place. The trip was plagued with setback after setback. First, the day before we left, Antifa smashed out my windows and slashed my tires. Then the brakes went, then we made it to Albuquerque, and the power steering pump went. The trailer was doing this violent death sway, so I repacked it 3x, trying to redistribute the weight, and we got a new hitch to lift the trailer tongue 5.25”. That stopped the sway. We pulled out of ABQ and just after Amarillo, TX a wheel flew off the trailer! ...got that fixed. Cruising along, J joked, what else could possibly happen?! Well... the tire on the other side of the trailer, where there was about 1” less clearance over the wheel well, had started randomly throwing sparks. I was driving through the night and J was sleeping, he woke up and saw sparks, and a small flicker. I pulled over immediately, he jumped out with the fire extinguisher, and I rushed to unhitch the trailer from the truck. The fire was already crawling up the inside of a tightly packed trailer and he couldn’t get to it. The fire moved fast and found his ammunition. The ammo started going off and I got out from under the truck, grabbed the dogs, and ran down the side of I-40 east bound away from the truck and burning trailer. J quickly pulled the hitch pin, jumped in the truck, and floored it, detaching the fully engulfed trailer from the truck... saving it and his Harley, that was on the back. A passing trucker, in a tanker, pulled off the road using his rig to shield us from the burning trailer and ammo going off. The fire department showed up and put it out as fast as they could. Three wreckers came. One pulled the charred trailer up onto it, one we piled whatever we thought we could salvage onto, and the 3rd was for the charred remains they scraped up with a bulldozer. We sifted through the charred trailer and rubble pile as much as we could over the next 48 hours. Everything that was still intact was wet and smoke damaged. We piled what we could salvage into a uhaul and finally, successfully made it to the east coast. A few wet, smoky suitcases and a couple other items survived. Everything else, the trailer, the bed, all my furniture, training gear, and pictures from my entire life, was lost. Insurance isn’t covering any of it, not even the wrecker towing, which I had no idea I was responsible for. Any donations would be greatly appreciated.