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Hello my fellow Californian Prepper! I agree Jonnie, relocating isn’t an option, where are we gonna go? Pick your poison and I happen to like the 72 and sunny (albeit flammable and earthquake prone) poison. Plus I love my family and want to be close to them. Besides, being the most populous state in the nation (12%) means we have a lot of company (I think including the founders of thepreparded.com), with the 5th largest economy in the world we have a lot of resources, the third largest state so we have room to roam/run if need be and we have a coastline so we have one more exit strategy than landlocked states.  I too have been thinking of finding a IRL (In Real Life) prepper group. The conundrum is, preppers like us are everyday people. We’re underground, we don’t wear camo to the grocery store, have a t-shirt that says “I heart water purification tablets” or take walks with our BOB’s. Being a woman I’m concerned about keeping my distance from the agro’s so would like the chance to suss out the people before actually making contact. Call it cautious female surveillance. My plan is to sign up for our City CERT (Community Emergency Response Team) Training. It’ll give me a chance to meet people in my immediate geographical area who are at least likeminded individuals. Training is over 3 Saturdays for 6 hours each day so that’ll give me a chance to really get to know the people in the training. Or it’ll be a bust, and I’ll just have a chance to brush up on my CPR skills and learn what are my City’s Disaster Preparedness Plans.

Hi Didda, I love all the information you’ve gotten here so far. Especially the advice on how to stockpile medication!  I’ve been prepping since my childhood as an Army Brat. It was my chore to keep the family kits up to date. Once I had left home and begun life as a starving art student I still prepped for myself.  I started simple with the stuff I had around: pink JanSport backpack from high school, old sweats, ripped hoodie, ugly knit gloves, a beat pair of low top Chuck Taylors stuffed with socks, a couple cans of tuna, six 12oz. Arrowhead water bottles, can opener, free matches from the liquor store, emergency blanket, working beat-up flashlight, transistor radio, batteries, tampons that had been riding around in my purse for too long, lots of napkins from McDonalds (tinder), old facecloth, bandana, baseball cap, a couple of trash bags, complimentary hotel shampoo/conditioner/soap/sewing kit, aspirin, bandaids, free map from AAA and a cheap compass from the hardware store checkout line. Extra cash was hard for me to come by, I had $5 in coins. I considered that a victory. I built my first aid kit in a very roundabout way. I put my aspirin and bandaids in a sandwich bag and brought them along to my next doctors appointment. At the end of the appointment I asked my doctor if he had any recommendations for what to add to my EQ emergency kit. He came back with a plastic bag full of supplies, medical scissors, and a bunch of medication samples. I hit the first aid holy grail! That was decades ago. As a parent I now prep for my non-Army family :). On every January 17 (the anniversary of the Northridge EQ), I inventory the BOBs and the SIP (Shelter In Place) and list what needs replacing and upgrading. On the 17th of every month, I buy or replace something on the list, every three months I replenish the kits with the new items I’ve gotten, that way it’s not a big project, it’s part of everyday life.  One of the best ways I save money prepping is by joining a Facebook page for the local group in my area called “Buy Nothing”. It’s a cooperative where people in the same geographical area give stuff to each other that they no longer need/want.  But the point of all this is to do something–anything—it’s not a contest for who’s the best prepped or who has the best gear. It’s just that it’s better to have it and not need it, than need it and not have it. Oh, and don’t fret too much about your disability, you may very well outlive us all in a shtf scenario. I believe your superpower might be that you’re not a threat. 

Sadly, I haven’t come across any resources like that but I’m a born and raised Asian American Army brat who’s been prepping since I was little. I’ve lived in places from Alaska to Okinawa and my Dad has always told us this same thing: Blend into a mixed race crowd that looks safe. Don’t join a white crowd, you could be a single target. Don’t join an all minority crowd, you’re part of a big target. Keep your head on a swivel. No white or bright colors. No all black outfits. No camo (he was often wearing camo or fatigues when giving this lecture, ha!) Alaska, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, California and Washington were the states that Dad taught us the difference between rural and city. We’d take family car trips (like the Alcan Highway) where he was careful to point out how we were treated racially in these types of towns. College towns are the best of city towns. Higher education equals higher tolerance in my experience (or maybe they’re just desensitized to prejudging from all the types of people they’re surrounded by daily). But having said that there are exceptions and frightened people do scary things education or not, so again keep your head on a swivel. When we were little kids these were the rules: If we got separated: 1st choice-join a family, 2nd-join a woman, 3rd-join a couple, 4th-Fireman, paramedic, doctor, nurse, but not police, 5th-military in uniform (to confirm check their boots) and declare Dad’s name, rank and division. For us girls, Dad insisted we kept hair ties in our BOB’s to keep our hair tied back. Also we wore baseball caps and tucked our ponytails in the back of our shirts (they were too long to fit into our caps) to keep us nondescript and so no one could grab us by our ponytails. Hope Dad’s advice helps you too.

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Hello my fellow Californian Prepper! I agree Jonnie, relocating isn’t an option, where are we gonna go? Pick your poison and I happen to like the 72 and sunny (albeit flammable and earthquake prone) poison. Plus I love my family and want to be close to them. Besides, being the most populous state in the nation (12%) means we have a lot of company (I think including the founders of thepreparded.com), with the 5th largest economy in the world we have a lot of resources, the third largest state so we have room to roam/run if need be and we have a coastline so we have one more exit strategy than landlocked states.  I too have been thinking of finding a IRL (In Real Life) prepper group. The conundrum is, preppers like us are everyday people. We’re underground, we don’t wear camo to the grocery store, have a t-shirt that says “I heart water purification tablets” or take walks with our BOB’s. Being a woman I’m concerned about keeping my distance from the agro’s so would like the chance to suss out the people before actually making contact. Call it cautious female surveillance. My plan is to sign up for our City CERT (Community Emergency Response Team) Training. It’ll give me a chance to meet people in my immediate geographical area who are at least likeminded individuals. Training is over 3 Saturdays for 6 hours each day so that’ll give me a chance to really get to know the people in the training. Or it’ll be a bust, and I’ll just have a chance to brush up on my CPR skills and learn what are my City’s Disaster Preparedness Plans.

Hi Didda, I love all the information you’ve gotten here so far. Especially the advice on how to stockpile medication!  I’ve been prepping since my childhood as an Army Brat. It was my chore to keep the family kits up to date. Once I had left home and begun life as a starving art student I still prepped for myself.  I started simple with the stuff I had around: pink JanSport backpack from high school, old sweats, ripped hoodie, ugly knit gloves, a beat pair of low top Chuck Taylors stuffed with socks, a couple cans of tuna, six 12oz. Arrowhead water bottles, can opener, free matches from the liquor store, emergency blanket, working beat-up flashlight, transistor radio, batteries, tampons that had been riding around in my purse for too long, lots of napkins from McDonalds (tinder), old facecloth, bandana, baseball cap, a couple of trash bags, complimentary hotel shampoo/conditioner/soap/sewing kit, aspirin, bandaids, free map from AAA and a cheap compass from the hardware store checkout line. Extra cash was hard for me to come by, I had $5 in coins. I considered that a victory. I built my first aid kit in a very roundabout way. I put my aspirin and bandaids in a sandwich bag and brought them along to my next doctors appointment. At the end of the appointment I asked my doctor if he had any recommendations for what to add to my EQ emergency kit. He came back with a plastic bag full of supplies, medical scissors, and a bunch of medication samples. I hit the first aid holy grail! That was decades ago. As a parent I now prep for my non-Army family :). On every January 17 (the anniversary of the Northridge EQ), I inventory the BOBs and the SIP (Shelter In Place) and list what needs replacing and upgrading. On the 17th of every month, I buy or replace something on the list, every three months I replenish the kits with the new items I’ve gotten, that way it’s not a big project, it’s part of everyday life.  One of the best ways I save money prepping is by joining a Facebook page for the local group in my area called “Buy Nothing”. It’s a cooperative where people in the same geographical area give stuff to each other that they no longer need/want.  But the point of all this is to do something–anything—it’s not a contest for who’s the best prepped or who has the best gear. It’s just that it’s better to have it and not need it, than need it and not have it. Oh, and don’t fret too much about your disability, you may very well outlive us all in a shtf scenario. I believe your superpower might be that you’re not a threat. 

Sadly, I haven’t come across any resources like that but I’m a born and raised Asian American Army brat who’s been prepping since I was little. I’ve lived in places from Alaska to Okinawa and my Dad has always told us this same thing: Blend into a mixed race crowd that looks safe. Don’t join a white crowd, you could be a single target. Don’t join an all minority crowd, you’re part of a big target. Keep your head on a swivel. No white or bright colors. No all black outfits. No camo (he was often wearing camo or fatigues when giving this lecture, ha!) Alaska, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, California and Washington were the states that Dad taught us the difference between rural and city. We’d take family car trips (like the Alcan Highway) where he was careful to point out how we were treated racially in these types of towns. College towns are the best of city towns. Higher education equals higher tolerance in my experience (or maybe they’re just desensitized to prejudging from all the types of people they’re surrounded by daily). But having said that there are exceptions and frightened people do scary things education or not, so again keep your head on a swivel. When we were little kids these were the rules: If we got separated: 1st choice-join a family, 2nd-join a woman, 3rd-join a couple, 4th-Fireman, paramedic, doctor, nurse, but not police, 5th-military in uniform (to confirm check their boots) and declare Dad’s name, rank and division. For us girls, Dad insisted we kept hair ties in our BOB’s to keep our hair tied back. Also we wore baseball caps and tucked our ponytails in the back of our shirts (they were too long to fit into our caps) to keep us nondescript and so no one could grab us by our ponytails. Hope Dad’s advice helps you too.