Last night, the warning system was bad. Sure, our cable broke into our TV. Not just the news breaking in, but that gray screen that they do the monthly tests for – yeah, THAT emergency alert screen. Before the storm, I not once heard the tornado sirens in town nor on post. Not once. My husband was outside putting our stuff away, and there were kids outside playing. He told them to get inside there was a tornado warning. They looked at him like he was crazy. I went next door because I could tell they hadn’t prepared at all, and they had no clue. In fact, one of their daughters’ boyfriends was headed right into the worst of it all. People here just didn’t have a clue. This morning, there are now unofficial reports that there was a tornado in our direct area. Without proper warning, if it had been a significant storm, there could’ve been many casualties. I’d hate to see a repeat of what happened back home where I’m from near Albion, PA on May 31, 1985.
Tornado Safety Fail
Amanda Griffiths sometimes feels as though she's running a zoo instead of a home. With two active autistic boys, they often make the noise of six kids. Pepper in some Army life and cyber schooling for spice, and it's organized chaos at best. When visiting, please don't feed the animals. They have food allergies.