This'll sound crazy as hell, but oh, well...
After witnessing three hurricanes in less than as many years, one the eye of which passed directly over my town, wind was not my favorite thing. It kinda freaked me out, in fact, when I used to quite enjoy it. Relating it to Jack comforts me, too. We haven't had hurricane force ones here since 2005, thank goodness, but we did have a bunch of really gusty days (up to 35) strung together a couple weeks ago. I loved lying in bed at night and listening to it howl - no, roar - outside. I figured Jack was tired of being in the friggin' cold and hanging out in Florida for a spell.