I was talking to an older gentleman in my congregation about thunderstorms the other day. We've been having our fair share lately. Our dog, who hates thunderstorms, gets as far as possible from a window when she hears the thunder.
The gentleman I was talking to said, at the senior cooperative where he lives, a memo went around one day about what to do in case of storms.
There was one tiny typo, though.
The memo warned: "Stay away from widows."
(Good luck with that....)