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Kathi Zimpleman's avatar

Your column captured how I always feel when the sky turns gray/green and the winds pick up. When the sirens call, I do seek shelter, but I continue to run back upstairs to look out the window to the west. I observe from a distance if need be, but that is where the drama is, where the devilish beauty and strength of the storm resides. These storms are a stark reminder of who is really in charge. And it's not us!

peg lonnquist's avatar

I am always nervous AND want to be a tornado chaser!

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