I feel disturbed by the hurricane that is coming somewhat in our direction. It is named Matthew, same as my darling grandson. I hope he doesn’t hear things about “Matthew is very bad,” and think they are talking about him. Crazy little things worry me when a hurricane is coming. When I was three-years-old we had to drive (Mom and uncle) from Miami to Virginia in the path of a hurricane. I remember (yes, after all these years) the driving rain, the impaired visibility, and the fear that my dad would catch up with us. Hurricanes make me a little hysterical ever since. Also, I am aware of people who really are in danger (in our locale, it will probably be just rain and wind, not too bad we hope). But a lot of people are being asked to evacuate; they will lose their homes and some may lose their lives. May God have mercy on those who are affected by the storm.