Late on Wednesday night, I sat in my basement and anxiously stared at bright splotches moving across my computer screen and hoped storm paths angled a few degrees north. Five hours to the west, my parents and three yellow labs huddled in a basement as tornado siren howled several blocks away.
Today, I call Indianapolis home, but I was born and raised in Columbia, and the notion that I’d learn via Twitter that a tornado that reportedly touched down near Midway cut through it like a scythe was, well, not good.
Fortunately, Boone County was spared.