When my eyes caught the words “thoughts are with Oklahoma” in a friend’s Facebook status update, my heart skipped a beat. As I hurriedly scanned the first article I found, I saw the words ‘devastation’ and ‘Moore’, and my stomach tightened. I dialed my father’s house and got that line-disconnected signal. The tears followed. I was pretty sure that the Moore Medical Center, which the article had described as ‘destroyed’, was where my father works… or, worked. Reports were coming in that an...