I can say without a doubt that April 13, 2012
is a date I will never forget. It's not easy to forget your first tornado.
Meterologists were predicting the weekend would have us seeing a lot of severe weather. I got myself so nervous about the whole thing I was sick to my stomach Friday morning. I called in sick.
We were watching the weather all day long, Nathaniel kept checking to see if work was going to get called off but it never happened. I asked him to call in sick anyway, but he loaded up in the car and took off. It wasn't long before his cell phone rang with a call from his boss calling it off. I instantly felt relieved, knowing he wouldn't be on the road...or worse, on the water.
The National Weather Service announced a tornado watch. I realized my dad was on the road and headed toward us. I call him and warn him about the weather. He told me, as he was driving on the road, he has seen semi's blown over on the side of the road. He pulls over.
We were sitting in our living room around 3:50 p.m., studying the NOAA's website, when Nathaniel's dad called. He told us there was a tornado in Newcastle — a town right next to us — and wanted to know if we were covered. Nathaniel laughed, told him we would head to campus in a few minutes to take cover.
And then the siren went off.