It’s been a scary few days in the Mississippi Delta. We’ve fared much, much better than our neighbors in Arkansas, Northwest Mississippi and the Memphis area, but it has been really alarming hearing the tornado sirens go off in our town a few times. I’m ashamed to say we completely slept through one siren the other night and I’m still trying to figure out how we managed to do that considering the nearest siren is right across the street from us. I guess I was really tired. Thank goodness we were kept safe.
The Mississippi River (about 20 miles and separated by a levee from us to the West) is also rising. This is nothing new, but all of this rain and snow melt run-off from up north is even scaring the casinos in Robinsonville, MS (north of us) enough for them to issue a staggering closing schedule. Casinos in Mississippi almost never close (unless in a case of a hurricane or a flood), so I hope this isn’t a warning sign of things to come. It concerns me a little.
So, trying to keep my fears at bay, I remember the bravery of this guy last week when tornados ripped through our capitol city.
To my southern friends, I remind you….hold on to your hamburgers!