We held the party at my aunt Betsy's condo after I got off work. She lives on the fourth floor and commented how she could look out her windows and see the Wednesday storms approaching in the southwest. She said it was a very dark wall cloud and that this was the first time she'd been afraid (and rightfully so, that storm spawned four tornadoes). So she was more than willing this time to head downstairs when the tornado sirens sounded. Apparently, I'm the only member of my family who heads to the basement when we have weather warnings. (Confession: I'd rather be outside with my camera gazing at the sky, judging for myself when to take cover, but I have to be a good role model for Cassie. Sigh.)
Our package for Mom was actually empty except for a color photo of her gift. We're giving her Ted Sorensen's new book, Counselor: A Life at the Edge of History. He's a Nebraska native who was chief speechwriter and special counsel to JFK. He's doing a book signing at Lee Booksellers on June 18. I'm getting an autographed copy for both Mom and me.
The evening ended soon enough to get Cassie to bed at a relatively reasonable time, and before the next round of storms hit.
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