This weekend has been an interesting one. On Saturday, we were at a party for one of my wife’s cousins, who just graduated from high school, when the tornado sirens went off in town. We had a call from city hall telling us debris had been spotted in the sky near where we were. As soon as the sirens went off, we packed all of the kids in the closet as the rest of us alternated crowding in the hall and looking out the windows for the tornado (no, this is not a smart thing to do).
All we ended up having was a little hail and lots of rain. We’ve since heard from storm spotters that there was rotation above where we were, but the funnel never came down. Believe it or not, this is the third time this Spring we’ve been under a tornado warning, and the fourth time I’ve been hailed on in three different towns. Just another Oklahoma weekend. Believe it or not, sooner or later you get used to living in tornado alley.
Of course, it could have been worse, and we are praying for those folks in Picher who weren’t so lucky.