All occupants safe after century-old Kentville home destroyed by fire
According to Ian Fairclough, the deputy chief of the Kentville Volunteer Fire Department, crews received a call that a two-and-a-half storey home on Aldershot Road in North Kentville was on fire around 2 a.m.
There were four people inside at the time, said Fairclough, but all escaped without injury.
"One of them heard a noise, woke up, looked out and saw the fire at the back of the house through the window, woke the other three occupants, and they were able to get out through the front door," said Fairclough.
The home, however, was destroyed.
Within 15 minutes of the fire being reported, the fire spread from the back deck to the rest of the home, Fairclough said.
Forty firefighters from New Minas, Port Williams, Waterville and Kentville fought the fire.
The cause of the fire is under investigation but it's not believed to be suspicious.
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