Yesterday was interesting.
(edited to add).
We were not harmed, unless you count about fifty cents' worth of molding that blew off the garage window.
"At the corners of North and Center Streets, a tin roof was peeled back on a building. It looked like a tin can lid peeled off with a can opener."
This was one block away. Half a block away, a 75 year old oak tree snapped in half and took out the power line.
"It may have been the happiest Father's Day yet for Scott Tongate who hugged his son, Alexander, 8, after an apparent tornado ripped about one-third the roof off their home.."
To add insult to injury, after the wind tore the roof off, it dropped what was left on his pickup.
We were very... very... very... lucky.
7 comments:
What a day! I'm from the east coast, and I've seen just how much damage a big blow like that can do!
I hope things are better for the rest of the week!
Oh my goodness. I'm so glad you're safe!
--Lydia
A mauvaise quart d'heure, as they say. Reserve Cat didn't come out from under the bed until half an hour after it was all over.
Glad you're OK.
Oh my goodness, I'm so glad you are all OK!
Yikes! Reserve Cat is obviously a cat of great common sense. How did the new arrival take it?
Well, she didn't much like it when I grabbed her and headed for the basement!
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