Last night in Kansas City I went to bed while watching TV with warnings of storms and possible tornadoes.  I awoke to the sound of sirens blasting around town, so I jumped out of bed, ran around the bed twice, and grabbed my bathrobe.  My thought was that if I had to evacuate my room, I’d at least have my bathrobe on and be ready.  After all that I was worn out, and having received no instructions from the hotel, I decided to go back to bed and prayed.

When morning arrived there was storm damage around the area.  Apparently there were tornados last night.  A fellow traveler described hail the size of quarters and fierce wind and two inches of rain   He said the rain felt like needles, it was coming down so hard.  I’m beginning to feel like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz!