Back in the mid 1980s I was nearing the end of a two month cross country with my girl friend. I was visiting a childhood friend who had moved from LI NY to Tucson AZ after serving in the air force. We were spending most of our time in their house but were sleeping in the camper which was parked in front of their house. When we opened the door to their house and were walking to the camper I smelled wood burning, it smelled a little like someone was having a charcoal cook out. When I got to the camper the smell was stronger and it was obvious the smell was coming from the inside of the camper. My girl friend was a little scatterbrained and it turned out that she started a fire in the camper. I think it may have been a smoldering cigarette but I can't be sure after all these years. I have smoked and stopped many time but if I was going to dump out the ash tray I would always run them under water before putting the buts in a trash can. Apparently the butt was still smoldering when it was thrown in the metal trash can. It got hot enough to burn thru the vinyl floor and char the wood. I had a can of Coleman stove / lantern gas near the can, if the can was a little closer or the fire got hotter it would have destroyed everything
