About 1:30 early Sunday morning, the storm sirens went off outside my window. In Kansas, that means that a tornado has been sighted in the area and to take cover. Here in Evansville, the sirens for severe thunderstorms...and tornados. The siren blasts for each are different, but no one knows how.
So I thought nothing of turning over and going back to sleep.
Here's a tame picture of what some parts of town look like right now:
At least 23 people have died, 17 of whom were living in a trailer park.
I wonder why tornados always seem to hit mobile homes.
My Dad suggested that the heat patterns attract them. Or maybe it seems like they are always hit because the end result is complete destruction.
The Kentucky side of the Ohio River was also hit:
I can't find a picture of Ellis Park (where the Newcomers' club had their horse racing/betting social) to show how parts were almost totally destroyed. It makes me sad to think of the horses, who never had a chance to escape.
Happier post soon, I promise.