Facing my fears…and promptly crapping my pants.
Thursday night was an interesting night at work. We had numerous very close calls with tornadoes forming and never quite touching down in Fort Smith and the surrounding areas. At one point, I was asked to ditch what I was doing and go outside with a camera on my shoulder to see if I could catch some of this action. Unless a flash of lightning helped, I wasn’t going to see crap with that camera, but what the hell, it’s a bit of excitement. So I stood outside, rolled the tape, and aimed at the sky.
A little side note about tornadoes: I’m scared to death of them. Really. My real life up-close-and-personal experiences with them have only cemented that, from my very earliest tornado experiences to the “big one” in 1996. I’m fascinated by them, I’ve tried to educate myself on how and why they happen to try to get rid of some of that fear, and it hasn’t really helped, because all I’ve learned is that they’re an unavoidable, unstoppable force of nature that’ll kill you mighty dead if you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time, and probably destroy you home and everything in it too. It’s rather difficult not to fear that.… Read more
