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Acurious lump rises from the yard behind the abandoned farmhouse.  Though the weeds growing atop it camouflage its shape, they clearly cover a structure of some sort, an ancient building half-sunken into the earth. Though utterly forlorn at present, a path running from the house’s back door to concrete steps that descend into it gives silent witness to the cellar’s past importance. Four steps down, a solitary board, once painted a festive green, hangs from a twisted hinge. Behind the squat doorway seems only darkness and the smell of worms.

Peering into the cellar you note the remains of shelves that once lined the poured concrete walls. They are covered with rotting leaves and the curious workings of the mud daubers who seem to be the storm cellar’s sole inhabitants. As you turn to leave, bits of broken glass, the remains of canning jars and candle holders, crunch beneath your shoes. You climb back into the sunlight, glad to leave the storm cellar in the past where it belongs, glad we do not need them today.

Or do we?

Penelope Hoyt's latest book demonstrates that in these uncertain times, the reason for the cellar is still with us. The shelves which lie neglected were once covered with jars of food - jellies and fruits and soups enough to last a winter. In these days when every trip to the grocery store squeezes the budget tighter, how can we not admire that foresight?  In the stormy spring, the cellar provided shelter from nature’s fury. When we see the disruptions caused by Katrina and Sandy, by tornadoes and floods and power outages, how can we say they worried too much?  The cellar was a place of comfort and safety to our grandparents and their grandparents, a place that protected their families against much of what life could throw at them. They prepared for the unknown not because they were pessimists, but because they were optimists: preparation was evidence that no matter what they faced, they planned to pull through it together.  

While we probably do not each need a concrete room half-buried in our yards, we all need the safety and the strength that the cellar represented.  We need to protect our families in uncertain times, to ensure that we can endure the storms - natural, spiritual, and financial - that are so prevalent today.

This book will show you how.   

-Bill Hoyt, author of Good Hater.

Chapter 1: What is a Prepper?

I LEARNED HOW TO KILL a chicken when I was 12.

I didn't help, mind you. Honestly, I couldn't even really bear to look.

But peeking through my fingers, the axe came swinging, and it happened.

And that's when everything changed.

Having grown up in the city, moving to a farm during my preteen years came as an unpleasant surprise. Pizza Hut didn't deliver to our new home and the nearest town was 10 miles away. None of my friends were allowed to come visit me in the middle of nowhere, and I couldn't blame them. After all, who wants to sit in a car with their kid for two hours just to drive them to a play date?

Yes, things were definitely different in the country.

But not everything was