I was in Minneapolis last week. It was great deals of fun. Friday evening was a unique experience, though. I was planning to do some shopping for things to bring to my family, then get some dinner, then head back to where I was staying. But, I had a client I needed to connect with. So, I talked with him as I drove about 10 miles from where I was staying. I sat in the parking lot where I was planning to shop, on the phone, and started to realize that the Tornado watch / severe thunderstorm warning might’ve been for real. The storm moving in from the west featured clouds dark enough to turn on street lights at 6:00 in the summer. So, I drove back to the burger king near where I was staying. I also wrapped up the call as I entered the parking lot. The wind was whipping up, and there was this big, black cloud that seemed to be rotating a little bit. Definitely the scariest cloud I’ve ever seen. I was pulling into the line up at good ol’ BK when, for the first time in my life, I heard a tornado siren go off.
I got out of the lineup and drove the final mile back to where I was staying and got in side just as the rain started to fall in earnest. I’ve lived through one direct hurricane hit (hurricane Georges, 1998) and numerous other near misses. But, hurricanes are, relatively, predictable. You know where the storm is headed, you know what to expect. This thunderstorm was the exact opposite of that. As I talked with my wife on the phone, watching the storm (I know, I know, don’t watch the storm, get somewhere safe), it changed directions at least three times. It was wild. It was unpredictable. It was powerful.
After about an hour, things had calmed down. I got dinner, even. The next day, I flew out, apparently just a few hours before another set of storms hit the area. But, I’m fairly certain that I’ll retain the memory of the first time I heard a tornado siren. I’m pretty sure I violated a speed limit on the way to safety.