I live in the Oakland Hills. I lived in the Oakland Hills in 1991. I saw the smoke cover the sky. I heard the explosions as cars and transformers blew, up the hill. I remember packing the car, and wondering if the fire would come down the canyon to us. (It didn't. The wind shifted. We were lucky.) I remember unpacking the car and realizing I'd forgotten to pack all the family photo albums; that was a queasy feeling.
Speaking entirely unofficially from all of us in Oakland who lived through that fire (and on behalf of those who died), I express our deep sympathies to the people of Colorado Springs. We have been there. We feel your pain. We hope they get your fire under control soon.