I received a message from my friend who lives in North Texas; she is currently sitting in her closet with her dogs due to a tornado warning. Gotta love tornado alley.
I experienced one rare tornado warning when I lived in Ithaca, New York. A tornado had touched down in the neighboring county. One coworker and I stood on the portico and enjoyed the strong gusts as the rest of the office scrambled for the basement. "The sky's not green yet," she told our boss who was yelling at us to get inside. "Are you from Oklahoma," I asked. "No, I'm from Kansas."
And then we turned to watch the communications director race for the basement with an armful of potted begonias. A tornado of sorts was indeed occurring.
I experienced one rare tornado warning when I lived in Ithaca, New York. A tornado had touched down in the neighboring county. One coworker and I stood on the portico and enjoyed the strong gusts as the rest of the office scrambled for the basement. "The sky's not green yet," she told our boss who was yelling at us to get inside. "Are you from Oklahoma," I asked. "No, I'm from Kansas."
And then we turned to watch the communications director race for the basement with an armful of potted begonias. A tornado of sorts was indeed occurring.
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