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A Priest, Some Rabbits and a Tornado
My ‘Perfect Day’
It was late in the afternoon when the tornado sirens went off. So I turned on the radio to find out what was happening. It is the only time I ever turn on the radio.
The weather woman said that we were under the highest tornado alert. A tornado touched ground just seven miles west of town and was headed due east straight at our town. Possible golf ball-sized hail was expected as well.
The woman continued, “Do NOT go outside to look at the storm. Seek shelter immediately! This is a quick moving storm. Seek shelter immediately! Now!”
So what did I do? I went outside to look at the storm. My building doesn’t have a tornado shelter anyway. The best I can do is get in the bath tub with a mattress over me.
Most of the western sky was black. I could not see the tornado but the weather cell was big. It was rather breezy out. But my psychic radar was not picking anything up. I could feel no imminent danger at all.
So I went back inside and turned off my laptop (just to be safe). The radio was still on and the newest update was that somewhere over the course of those seven miles between us and the tornado it decided to take an abrupt forty-five degree left turn and headed north. While the weather woman urged everyone to stay in their…
