I have to admit I have never been very diligent about keeping my valuable documents/belongings safe from disaster. I think part of my problem is that I don’t like to think about disasters or believe that one will befall me. (I realize that this type of head-in-the-sand thinking is ridiculous and not at all helpful.)
There’s a heat wave sweeping much of the U.S. and I see on Facebook that many of my friends in the east coast are facing power outages after a big storm. Power outages are tough at any time, but during blistering heat they make you feel especially desperate.
Here in St. Louis, we’ve taken trips to the basement because of tornadoes at least five times this year, including the tornado on April 22 that flattened whole blocks of homes (and damaged the airport). Less than a week after that, Alabama suffered much greater tragedy in a series of tornadoes that killed 300 people.
So here in St. Louis, an ice storm is on its way. It will be followed by a snow storm. Everybody’s talking about it.
St. Louis isn’t exactly known for its earthquakes, though we’re near a major fault and back in the early 90s there was an unfulfilled earthquake prediction that got everyone thinking about disaster preparedness.
This morning about 4:30 a.m., my husband and I were awakened by the sound of the windows in our 100-year-old home rattling. It was bizarre. We speculated on the cause. I thought a high gust of wind. He suggested it was an earthquake, which I dismissed out of hand.