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As I was driving down a Mid-Western Highway, the tornado siren roared. The sky became brown dirt. The wind howled. I had my wife check her phone, and there was a storm. But no tornado. This was different. It was a true dust storm. A rare weather event in this part of the world. The wind blew for hours, throwing topsoil, mold, and dust across the ground. I’ve been through some strange weather events, but this gave me pause. It made me wonder how the Mid-West survived the 30s and Black Sunday. Resiliency.