We left the wanton destruction of the Fort Thompson Recreational Area, myself in a general funk and Beans so upset she puked up her breakfast. Our next stop would be the town of Miller (pop.1500) sixty miles away. They had city park camping. I wasn’t expecting much. I wasn’t getting my hopes up.
My oh my, what a pleasant surprise. Just what we needed after twenty-four hours of being immersed in what we had just left behind a couple hours earlier.
Cool a tornado safe room.
I remember seeing my first one years ago. I think it was in Minnesota. I was fascinated by it.