Living in tornado alley, we are used to the annual wake up call from mom. Yesterday she shook the bed extra-harda dozen times or so and sent us scurrying for cover with 12 tornadoes. Yesterday while busily working away at my computer I heard the ubiquitous tornado sirens going off and then that obnoxious sound from the TV that means either really nasty weather or an Amber alert. Clever fellow that I am, I figured it must be weather since the tornado sirens do not sound off during an Amber alert. A quick check of the news made it clear the danger was close but not so close I needed to sequester Lynn, myself and the pets in the bath tub. And so it began.
Nothing quite like watching video of flying trailers (of the tractor-trailer type) or seeing the damage from a tornado on the ground. From the air it looks like mom directed the big windy to specific houses and spared others. Tornadoes are unique in that way. At any rate the damage started about a dozen miles east of me in Arlington and continued on. The concern and storms tracked eastward for hours. I just heard from my HS friend Ted Taylor - he lives in Arlington with his family near the areas hardest hit. The damage was severe 1/4 mile from his house. Whew.
Hopefully that's our tornadic adventure for 2012 but I doubt it. This seems like a very bad year so e'll juststrap ourselves in and let mother nature fire away at us. We'll consider this latest round a high and tight brushback pitch.