I know. What good does it do bitching about the weather. Can't change it, so why bother?
For the fourth night in the last five, the Omaha, Nebraska area has been hit with high winds and pounding rain and hail. I looked out across our deck last night and saw a whiteout swirling not 100 feet off the deck. At that point the tornado sirens went off and I'm sure Katie's cat did not enjoy being chased down the basement stairs with three poodles behind her. We had nickel size hail but no tornado.
However, two tornadoes wreaked havoc in the Millard area of Omaha at 2:30 a.m. Saturday night. Fortunately there were no fatalities.
Not so last night when four Boy Scouts, ages 13 and 14, three of them from Omaha, lost their lives when a tornado came over a hill at Little Sioux Scout Ranch about 50 miles north of us. My husband is an Eagle scout. It's kind of like the Marines. Once a Marine, always a Marine. Once an Eagle, always an Eagle. Denny spent years at Little Sioux as a scout, an Eagle and later in his early to mid 20's as a quarter master. I found out this morning when I got to work that my court reporter's oldest son is in the same troop with one of the boys who died and she is friends with his mom.
Like a friend of mine said this morning, "Why couldn't we hear on the news that a crack house got blown to bits? Why do we always seem to lose our best and brightest?"
Life just sucks sometimes.
2 comments:
That is so scary. i saw some of the interviews with the surviving scouts and they were so sad.
What was so amazing to me was the heroism of the survivors. Three of them broke into a storage shed, got an ATV and chain saws and ran to the demolished ranger's house to dig out the ranger, his wife and their two month old. One of those kids had a dislocated hip, knee injury and gash in his leg that required stitches.
I saw one on either GMA or Today saying he was thankful it happened to them because they knew what to do in a crisis, where others may not have.
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