A lesson learned

So a couple of days ago, one of these was in front of my house. But, I'm getting ahead of myself.
I believe it was last Friday. I was in the garage when Joey comes up to me and tells me there is a fire in the woods behind my house. At first I'm thinking, a bunch of tween boys, one of them thought they'd try a camp fire that got out of hand. I turned the corner of the house, and oh boy had it got out of hand! Some of Joey's friends had tried putting it out. I'm yelling for them to get out of the woods, and knowing most of them have cell phones, asked if anyone had called 911. They hadn't, but as I was headed inside to call myself, here comes the fire truck. Apparantly most of the neighborhood had seen the smoke. Where had I been? I hadn't seen a thing and it was directly behind MY house!
A fire extinguisher wasn't enough, so they actually had to pull out a hose. Thankfully it only took about 30 minutes for them to declare that it was out and they were leaving. They didn't investigate or anything. I think they assumed that the bunch of kids standing around had done it.
Here's my problem, 2 days earlier it had been super windy, and it has been pretty dry lately. If it had been then that this fire had been started, we're talking houses here.
One of the older teenage girls in the neighborhood asked around and the concensus was that it was a boy that does not hang out with Joey's crowd that had been back there. So, the lesson for that day was 1) if there is a fire in the woods, quit trying to put it out and call the professionals, and 2) if you see this kid anywhere near my house again, I am to be informed immediately.
Wes had been working late that day so he missed the excitement and thought I was messing with him when I texted him to tell him the fire department was here. Until I sent him the picture.