It’s this time of year that I am often glad I no longer live in Arkansas because of the volatile weather spring often brings. The problem with that, however, is my family and many friends still live there.
And so when I start seeing reports of this or that online I am again the jumpy teenager wondering if that sound was thunder or a gush of wind or some other thing to indicate that trouble is on the way — and I am HUNDREDS of miles from said weather.
But it doesn’t matter. When you grow up with the threat of tornadoes and in a community that has been hit hard by these unpredictable storms, the memory of that fear doesn’t go away. It just goes dormant.
So last night when I saw that Central Arkansas was (again) hit with storms, I immediately started texting my family. As I’m waiting to hear back, I see that Vilonia has again been hit. My dad lives in Vilonia.
For the record, I eventually heard from him. He said he’s OK, but texts and calls aren’t coming through in a timely manner right now. So I don’t really know what level of “OK” he is. But I know he’s OK enough to text me, so that’ll do for now. Especially because I’m pretty sure he’s out there helping where he can right now. Once a cop, always a cop.
I also know many folks in that area are far from OK. Below are links to ways you can help. Please do – if you have a roof over your head and your family is safe, you are better off than a lot of people right now.