Yeah. Thank God we were about 10 blocks outside of the major distruction zone. We just had trees down and some missing shingles and siding. My husband was outside looking for our dog when the sirens started going off. He found her and made it down to the basement without getting hurt, thankfully. There had been watches all day and warnings that it was going to get b a d. Even when the sirens were going off, a lot of people didn’t pay too much attention until they saw it coming. I call it siren fatigue. In the spring and early summer, it’s not uncommon for the sirens to go off every day for a week at a time, and eventually they’re just the Boy That Cried Wolf.
The vast majority of our storms are at night. All through storm season we have jackets and shoes by the door so we can just grab them on the way out the door. (My father in law lines across the street and we use his basement. There have been so many 2 a.m. trips over there, I can’t even count them anymore.