Earlier this afternoon I had to do something that I have never had to do before. I went into the living room, where Harry was hanging out, and casually asked him if he knew what the procedure was for tornadoes.
His answer: Go to the cellar.
There was a tornado warning for north eastern Massachusetts, specifically the North Shore. The tornado warning I read mentioned a funnel cloud touching down in Revere, but I can’t find any reports of that now, so I must have misread it. The sun was actually out over my house by the time the warning timed out, so I don’t think we were ever really involved. Still… I needed to make sure my soon-to-be-college-kid new the score. Jen was in her office on a phone call so I couldn’t interrupt her and by the time she was off the storm was gone.
So if you did have a tornado hit your house today then I hope everything is all right. Also, good to know Harry’s in the tornado know. Not that I ever doubted it. He’s a smart guy, he knows the deal.