The funny thing about Californians is that they are so used to easy weather that when an odd occurrence such as a tornado warning comes everyone immediately says, "Don't worry...it's not gonna hit." or "I'll believe when I see it..." Which is absolutely absurd because a tornado is crazy as hell.
Me, being a Californian but having had the chance to live in the Midwest and south, I know first hand what tornadoes can do. The devastation it can cause in only minutes. Whole towns wiped off the surface like that. It's amazing. I haven't witnessed anything like losing a house or loved one due to but again I have seen the damage up close. So when I hear a tornado warning is near my ears perk RIGHT up. I begin the break down, first think of the safest place to hide in case. Second, call my girlfriend up and make sure she's aware and knows what to do.
Well it turned out to be only by beach cities but like my grand pappy always says, "Better safe then sorry."
Still, I can't help but wonder what a blunder L.A. would be in if something like a medium sized tornado tore through...

Stranger

Dear Jeremy -

Hello stranger. I don't think you'd remember us by face and neither do us you, but we know you name like the stains on our pants when we found out what you did to our brother. I hope you are living well and I hope you are innocent even though the cops say maybe. I'd like to ask though, why did you ask him to go to California? You were only following God's plans yet we would have liked to have had more time with our brother.