Our first night in York, Nebraska we arrived around 9:30 p.m., and it was pretty uneventful. We spent the last hour of the day setting up our camper, and we were all in bed by 10:30 p.m exhausted from the road. The next day was pretty boring until we decided to cook on the grill late that afternoon. I noticed the clouds being sucked in from all directions into this large storm that was forming to the east of us. I didn’t think much of it.
Then our camper neighbors from California walked out and said there was a tornado warning 20 miles east of us. We watched as the sky got darker and darker. I took the chicken off the grill while I was finishing my fourth glass of wine. As I walked up the steps into the camper I noticed the wind was shaking the camper like a good bartender shaking a vodka martini.
That’s when it happened!
The tornado siren began blaring at us from across the alfalfa field!
Holy *&^% there is a tornado on the ground in York. I screamed at Sandra and Davis to grab the dogs as we bolted towards our truck. Sandra couldn’t get Smiley (Our 18 year old lab) into the back seat because of the dorm room boxes for Davis that were in her way. I said, “Sandra, you have to get your ass in now”. She then threw Smiley like a sack of potatoes over the boxes and slid into the back seat. I downed my last glass of wine and slammed the truck into reverse. I was now five glasses in and driving like a maniac.We headed down the main entrance like we were running the Baja 1000. I drifted on two wheels into the Wal-Mart parking lot as we parked literally in front of the glass doors of the main entrance. We ran into the Wal-Mart with our dogs like our clothes were on fire, and the manager directed us towards the back. We were finally safe!
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