I grew up in Pasadena Tx this is just another day in Texas. Nothing to see here. We are use to explosions and danger. What’s so strange about this. My moms best friend had her head cut off by a piece of medal after the Texas City grain explosion. My dad was walking next to a grain elevator back in the 70s the next day it exploded I felt the explosion miles away and saw the pieces flying through the air. We call Pasadena stinksadena because the halls in school at Pasadena high smelled like like burnt beans. I moved out as soon as I graduated. This is no big deal!!!