I grew up in the Midwest, just outside of Kansas City, and we had lots of violent spring weather but I never saw a Tornado until my Senior year of high school. I remember well the drills in school where we would line the school hallways sitting with our backs to the walls. On stormy spring evenings in Kansas, my sisters and I would lay on a
blanket and watch funnel clouds form briefly overhead, we'd Ohhh and
gasp when a particularly good one appeared overhead. It seemed more
like fun than a big danger. It always seemed to me that a tornado actually hitting where I was just wouldn't happen, but the years 1965 and 1966 were active ones, culminating with a F5 ripping through the middle of Topeka Kansas, following a F5 in Shawnee Kansas the year before. Both produced fatalities. I had to take cover a couple of times during close calls in those years.
The Oklahoma Tornadoes give us a picture of the destruction a tornado can do when it passes through a densely populated area, the pictures of Moore, OK were chilling, no structures left standing in the path of the funnel. Take a minute and treasure your life and health, and pray for those who lost everything.
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