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Monday, March 5, 2012

Still Here, Not in Oz

As I'm sure you've seen on the news, my state has been ripped open by freaky winter tornados this past week, during 70 degree weather. Then two days later, it snowed. Which is always awesome for people trying to dig the remnants of their lives out of rubble.

Lexington didn't get hit, really. We got weird hail. There was apparently funnel cloudage in south Lexington/North Jessamine County, but nothing substantial. (Was where my mom used to live before they developed the land into a new shopping center, so good thing she lives further into town now.) Not like West Liberty or Salyersville, which totally effing sucks. West Liberty was a lovely town, tucked away in Appalachia. Now it's in ruins, with the people trying to clear the mess so they can rebuild their lives. A couple guys I went to law school with have detailed the West Liberty damage on their blog.

What's really baffling is that the whole state was pretty much on lockdown leading up to this storm system. Even the University shut down early (and pretty much the zombie apocalypse has to occur before that happens). So, whatever it is that weather predictor people do, they sure got it right this time. Which is really upsetting that people were still hurt/killed in the storms. We should really be emphasizing more storm preparedness, with safer places for people to wait out the weather. What's fine in normal storms, just doesn't cut it in these bad ones. I think we get pretty lax, because those kinds of storms just really don't happen here, like they do in the west, or in Alabama. The kind that wipe out entire towns, like West Liberty. We get the storms that rip off a few roofs, yank out some trees, cause a nuisance. One year, Lexington got hit, and one of the neighborhoods in the west end of the county had a bunch of damage. Our friend's house got hit and she had to search the neighborhood afterwards for her unmentionables. Sucks, but it happens. Don't get me wrong, it's some scary shit when you get hit by a tornado (and I've been in two of them, one of which ripped open my high school my freshman year, with us in it). And when you're in a safe place, you don't even realize how crazy it is until you survey the damage, and realize that could have been you crushed like a coke can. That's pretty sobering. But still, I don't really get all freaked out and rush into the basement throwing a mattress over me, the kids and the dog every time the tornado siren goes off. Maybe it's because when there's a tornado actually approaching, you can feel it. There's something in the air that is just... eerie. The air feels wrong, the sky looks wrong. There's only been one time since Cora was born that I headed down to the basement, because I knew a tornado was close by, and it hit about 5 miles west of us. Nothing like this week though. This week was just brutal.

So, yeah, if you have some money to give, the Red Cross would be good, or you can select one of the other agencies/NPO's working the relief effort, listed here.

1 comment:

Butterflyfish said...

glad you & yours are ok... praying for others