When You Start Giving Them Names
Yesterday, while at the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Miami, I saw the latest edition of TIME. The cover story was about the Moore, Oklahoma tornado.
I've been through a major hurricane and several smaller storms. None of them are any fun and the major danger is that you might be caught by tornadoes that are spawned by the hurricane or if you are near the shore there might be some significant flooding from storm surge.
The mattress drill for people that lived through Hurricane Andrew and just about any other storm, where the roof is ripped off and things really start flying is its own case for PTSD.
Sixteen minutes to save your life. If you are lucky, if you are paying attention to the warnings, and if you have a safe place to go. Duck and cover and you will probably be able to pick up the pieces, or if you are really lucky randomness will save you and yours, and all of your stuff and it will have just been a drill.
Twenty four souls and about one hundred horses were killed in the storm. I found the picture of horses killed in the storm to be both sad and horrific.
I'm glad there were no pictures of dead human beings. I doubt I would have felt the same if there had been pictures of dead cows, pigs, or other farm animals.
I guess it is as described in the book of questions. Which is the worse disaster: an earthquake that kills thousands, but is on the other side of the earth, a plane crash killing hundreds, near Chicago, or a tornado that kills dozens in your home town.
I've been through a major hurricane and several smaller storms. None of them are any fun and the major danger is that you might be caught by tornadoes that are spawned by the hurricane or if you are near the shore there might be some significant flooding from storm surge.
The mattress drill for people that lived through Hurricane Andrew and just about any other storm, where the roof is ripped off and things really start flying is its own case for PTSD.
Sixteen minutes to save your life. If you are lucky, if you are paying attention to the warnings, and if you have a safe place to go. Duck and cover and you will probably be able to pick up the pieces, or if you are really lucky randomness will save you and yours, and all of your stuff and it will have just been a drill.
Twenty four souls and about one hundred horses were killed in the storm. I found the picture of horses killed in the storm to be both sad and horrific.
I'm glad there were no pictures of dead human beings. I doubt I would have felt the same if there had been pictures of dead cows, pigs, or other farm animals.
I guess it is as described in the book of questions. Which is the worse disaster: an earthquake that kills thousands, but is on the other side of the earth, a plane crash killing hundreds, near Chicago, or a tornado that kills dozens in your home town.
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