hmmm .... let’s see:
1. Earthquakes, San Bernardino County - high desert, maybe a few 2’s or 3’s; low desert - some 3’s, ‘the railroad train travels by’, ‘the sifter’, for example.
2. Hurricanes, Cape Cod, as a kid, there were one or two, one that yo-yo’d the Cape Cod Canal; Dover AFB, De, there was one where everything had to be buttoned down, and the entrie supply squadron inhabited the sturdy warehouses; and then, Hurricane Katrina.
3. Tornadoes, as a kid, living on Truax AFB, WI, in the on-base mobile home park, at noon, on my birthday, I found myself, in the water-filled, carp-inhabited drainage ditch watching a tornado go hop-scotch through the mobile home park.
4. Forest Fire, living on Cape Cod, in Otis AFB, which was in the middle of the Cape Cod National Forest, sitting inside the base housing unit, watching the fire spread on the other side of the large levee-like berm, and watching the base fire engine squad, and the Falmouth Fire Department both work to extinguish the fire.
Living in San Bernardino, in the early 1980’s, from the vantage point of my backyard, watching the forest fire line creep across the southern face of the San Bernardino mountains, which was caused by an arsonist.
5. Lastly, again, as a kid living on Otis AFB, I was exposed to all the nastiness, and the, then, known means of surviving a nuclear conflict, namely, “Your parents will be doing their duties. All you need to do is turn towards the bright light, and count, 1, 2, 3.”
So, now, at this stage of life, and such things as ‘DME’s’, ‘medications’, and ‘quality of life’, i will be bugging in, until i am sadly emulating Col. James Bowie.
Good luck to you all.
I went through Katrina too. Taught me a lot about what it feels to live w/o electricity for weeks.
Let us know where you are (state is okay) so we know where NOT to be. You are blessed, though. Like Elijah, have you heard the still, small voice?