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Traumafessions :: Kinderpal Senski of Heart in a Jar on Tornado!

April 2nd, 2012 by aunt john · 3 Comments

Tornado Awareness Week will soon be upon the state I call home, and since the latest two years have seen historic numbers of twisters, it is a not unimportant thing. Our high-tech Doppler radar can pinpoint storms right down to the street level, but such was not always the case. When I was growing up, a 1977 storm materialized within the space of an hour out of some innocuous showers over the western part of the state, nary a watch posted for our area. It culminated in the local CBS weatherman going live on camera, eyeglasses askew, literally shouting to viewers that a tornado was entering the city about 10 miles away from my tiny town – only to have the station knocked off the air by the twister. Scary as hell. But that’s not the subject of my Traumafession.

On summer weekends that same CBS affiliate would frequently have time to kill before the local news came on at 5:30; sporting events could be unpredictable in their length. And so a frequent go-to was the 1967 educational film “Tornado!” with its 15 minute running time. It reinforced how a day which began in azure beauty could swiftly and savagely turn violent, with little one could do save cower and pray. It incorporated real tornado footage, difficult to come by at the time. And because such film was grainy and underexposed, it was as frightening as hell, a dark vision of chaos. The film makes much use of children, pets and toys as being particularly at risk. (I understand the admonition not to open windows in advance of the storm was later added when the film was acquired by The Weather Channel; in dreams I would madly race across my house, throwing open windowpanes, while my dog barked and the twister grew ever closer.) Warnings were issued for entire counties – a deceptively large area – and the tornado could strike anywhere in that zone at any time. It jangled the nerves.

I thought I grew out of that by the time I was in high school, but when that tornado of 1977 materialized out of seeming nowhere, I remembered that old film and felt a genuine chill. I’m grateful for the advancements made in storm prediction, but to this day, I respect an angry wind.

Senski

UNK SEZ: Thanks for the exemplary traumafession Senski! Kids, make sure you keep up with our favorite pal over at his home base HEART IN A JAR!

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3 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Chuckles72No Gravatar // Apr 2, 2012 at 9:57 pm

    Man, Senski really painted a picture there – some frazzled weather guy, crumpled report in hand suddenly appearing on the screen, hollering “Run for your lives!’ In my mind’s eye, he looks like Harry from Mad Men.

    For some reason, I developed a very relaxed attitude about tornadoes. I think it is from growing up Indiana, which gets a lot of smaller twisters – they pretty much have to land right on your house to cause any damage.

  • 2 TaylorNo Gravatar // Apr 3, 2012 at 10:13 am

    This reminds me that the video for Starship’s “Sara” used to freak me out, thanks to the tornado (thus the song by itself became a trauma, even apart from its traumatic schmaltz).

  • 3 bdwilcoxNo Gravatar // Apr 4, 2012 at 3:01 am

    Those grainy, blurry, bleached out documentary images give me the heebie-jeebies every time I see one. I believe that reaction started with the series “In Search of” that always showcased images like that in the weirdest circumstances and with the creepiest music.

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