HOW DO YOU RESPOND to sirens warning of an approaching storm?
I’d like to know, so consider this an unscientific poll spinning off the worst outbreak of deadly tornadoes in the U.S. since 1953. Already the death toll for 2011 has surpassed 450. And we’re not even into June, the peak of tornado season, at least here in Minnesota.
Why have so many died? I haven’t researched the reasons, but some residents of Joplin, Missouri, for example, claim they didn’t hear warning sirens above the roar of the storm.
During the Sunday afternoon tornado that cut a swath through north Minneapolis, sirens failed to work in places like Hugo to the northeast in Washington County. That didn’t sit well with residents who experienced a devastating tornado in 2008.
Even if sirens blare, warning of an approaching tornado or severe thunderstorm, do residents seek shelter?
How do you react when storm warning sirens sound?
A) Immediately seek shelter in the basement.
B) Step outside to look at the sky.
C) Turn on the television or radio or go online for weather updates.
D) Ignore the sirens.
E) None of the above. Explain.
Please cast your vote and share your comments.
Not to influence your vote or anything, but I generally choose A. I possess a healthy, deep respect for storms, specifically tornadoes. That stems from growing up on the southwestern Minnesota prairie, near Tracy, a small town devastated by a June 13, 1968, tornado that killed nine and injured 150. The destruction of that F5 (261 – 318 mph winds) tornado, which I saw firsthand, left a lasting impression upon me.
Fortunately, I don’t panic like I once did when storm sirens sound. After I became a mother and realized that my panic was impacting my children, frightening them more than they needed to be frightened, I reigned in my fears. They didn’t need to know that I was afraid.
Other family members may disagree with that current assessment of my reaction to foreboding storms. My 17-year-old son, for example, surmised that I have an overactive imagination when I called him to the window Sunday afternoon to view ominous clouds that I thought might be swirling into a tornado. He actually laughed at me.
However, when storm watches, and especially warnings, are issued, I listen. And when sirens sound, I prepare to take shelter.
© Copyright 2011 Audrey Kletscher Helbling