Desperate Housewives is actually a good show and psychologically correct, gender discomfort aside.
They often have one episode per season about disasters, one of them is a natural disaster. Always made me think about all the storms during my childhood in a small town near the beach I grew up in (not the one I'm living in now).
Sometimes the storms came when there were only two of us at home, as mom was having a shift at the hospital. So I had to go outside looking for adults to help us.
After the whole thing was over, we were all relatively happy in the windy weather, looking for a day off school. While parents reconstructed houses and roads. And heard the news some elderly couldn't make it during the storms. No electricity for a whole week, so we had to rely on newspapers to pass the time. No matter how much I hated my neighbors, they all became oddly kind and helpful that day.