When the wind blows

The TV weatherman calls it "severe weather."
You could say that. Tornado watches, warnings and thunderstorms move through northwestern Oklahoma and up into Kansas. The crawl at the top of the screen reads, "These storms are carrying heavy winds, rain and hail ... "
Recently my cousin Banks sent me a story called "Can You Sleep When The Wind Blows?" It's a lovely story with "Peace in the Valley" as background music.
The story is by Arthur Maxell, who wrote Uncle Arthur's Bedtime Stories between 1924 and 1970. This story begins:
Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.
He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were
reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops.
As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer.
"Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him.
"Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man.
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