August 19th, 2013
Late afternoon found us in Northridge at my sister's; we joined in a pool party for my nephew, who will be heading north soon to enter the dorms at Berkeley. We had a nice time; several good conversations. Following that, my mother insisted we stop at her place in Encino as she had some things piled up for us to take. We hung out for a while chatting there, too.
We moved a woman from there to Iowa after the famous quake.
She lived in her RV and wouldn't go in her house until we got there.
It was really emotional when she finally went in to decide what we should load or not.
Secretly I was thinking. Oh lady. You've traded earth quakes for tornadoes.
The only perk you get with a tornado is that you might get a little warning.
Like when the hail hits...
I love when the air turns green and still, then suddenly goes black.
That's pretty dramatic.
Love? It terrifies me.
How many twisters did you see in your trucking travels?
Many many many. In fact one almost came across a farmer's field and tipped the truck over.
We had a tire blow out and this was before cell phones, so another trucker stopped and took Stan up to the next place that had a place he could get a person to help.
I stayed with the truck.
I saw the little twister comimg toward the truck and thought all sorts of thoughts.
You're supposed to get out of the vehicle and duck into the ditch.
I thought of the truck tipping over me in the ditch.
By the time all of these thoughts went through my head, the little twister turned into mist and disappeared.
|Date:||August 20th, 2013 06:41 am (UTC)|| |
I had at least three experiences: as a child, a tornado hopped over Racine into Lake Michigan while we sat in our house, looking at the green black clouds; moving from LA to Chicago for medical school, we were being chased into Milwaukee by a tornado about a mile behind us, but we were driving at 60MPH and it couldn't catch us (found out about that one when we got to our destination!), driving back to LA for a summer, I saw a tornado form and run for about two miles in an Oklahoma field until it dissolved.
Earthquakes galore...Hurricane Wilma...brushfires...mudslide. Etc.
California's a fun house for natural disasters.
|Date:||August 20th, 2013 05:01 pm (UTC)|| |
Well, it balances the high standard of living.
Nice family time is always a bonus :)
I'm very happy for my nephew, and I hope he knows it.
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