This is the first time we are forced to weather a major storm in the Twin Cities without Paul Douglas! We’re doomed!!!! This storm is supposed to go for another 24 hours or so.
I am reminded of last spring when there was a particularly bad storm raging outside…
… and Amanda and I had the TV on with Paul showing all the cool radar signals and telling people what was going to happen next. Suddely, he zoomed in on our neighborhood, had a look at the radar, and got a very worried look on his face. He turned to us and said “If you’re in Blaine or Coon Rapids right now, go to the basement. Don’t even stop to turn off the TV.
So we did.
The tornado passed just to our south. It actually touched down on or just near the river, cut across a park, and plowed into a neighborhood not far from us. Fortunately, it was not much of a tornado. Fifty trees or so were yanked out and some roofs blown off but nobody got sucked all the way to Oz on that one. Besides, everyone else was certainly listening to Paul, so they were also in the basement or ‘fraidy-hole (in the case of trailer parks).