By Wendy Keller I watched my next-door neighbor’s house burn on CNN. I was at my brother’s house in a Chicago suburb that day, visiting family for Thanksgiving 2007. There was nothing I could do. It was reasonable to expect that our home would be next, if it wasn’t already gone. It was. The city of Malibu posted our address, his and already about 20 others within a few hours as “Completely Gone.” It was a vicious gut punch. My dear dad took the whole family, including me and my daughter, out to breakfast later that morning. I had to leave the table twice to go stand in the foyer, heaving great sobs. I made frantic calls to the dog sitter. I checked the Malibu website relentlessly. Another friend and then another lost their homes. That day, 56 homes, nine offices, and one gifted sculptor’s studio burned down in the second of three Malibu wildfires that …