House Fire Days before Christmas

In the early hours of December 21st, my dad was awoken by my brother telling him to get out of the house. There was a fire. The smoke alarms had not gone off, and if not for an observant neighbor, they would have been trapped in the apartment. 

The fire had started outside, but by the time the firefighters made it to the house, it had climbed the walls. Luckily, no one was hurt. The things that were damaged in the fire were mostly irreplaceable. Family portraits, drawings made by myself and my siblings, Christmas ornaments collected throughout the years. 

Until the apartment is repaired, or ultimately condemned, my dad will be living in a hotel. I am trying to help him defray the costs somewhat and help him replace clothing and everyday essentials. Thank you for your help.