Sometimes it seems like it just happened.
I had come home for the weekend from Seminary College in NW Missouri area.
Saturday I go with my brother to a bar and grill to watch the Nebraska at Kansas game. Amazed at all the rain happening in Kansas, and if I remember correctly there was even a weather delay.
As rainy as it was in Kansas, I remember it being blustery and dry in Omaha. Anyway, games done and leaving the bar and grill and light flurries. I remember thinking that hopefully no snow overnight. My brother says, this won't amount to anything.
The next day at around 11AM my Dad explains there is an outage, and "the world has fallen around us". I open the curtains in my room for light and see all the snow. The next hour or so, I'm in my dad's 4 wheel drive and checking out downed trees and power lines.
I wasn't able to head back out of Omaha till Wednesday, and there were other people who were like, "where were you?"
The following weekend watching the Nebraska at Missouri game with a group of guys.