I complained about the weather here, but family in Texas has had a worse time of it. My brother and sister-in-law are in Amarillo this week for him to teach a class. They are staying in their RV and night before last were hit with 87 mile-an-hour (140 kph) winds. The RV survived, despite some major rocking, but my sister-in-law's car had the rear window smashed out by blowing debris. My niece and her husband live near Dallas, and they had softball-sized hail to contend with. Their home suffered some damaged, lost siding and shingles with holes punched through in places.
Puts my whining about chilly mornings into perspective.
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Sounds like some sort of wrath, doesn't it?
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