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Hey, y'all. I'm alive!
I don't know how much coverage this is getting outside of my area, but some family on the other side of the country has been calling, so I figured I should pop up here and tell the Internet I'm okay.
My street got hit by a tornado the other night. My house didn't get hit, but a couple at the end of my block did, it kinda danced down there, and then massacred the shopping center a half block west of me. It was late, so most of the stores were getting ready to close, and it wasn't a very busy place, either, so it could have been a lot worse.
It was an F-2 tornado (I believe that's on a scale of 5) and there's only one death so far, I'm not sure where.
Myself, I was in Crown Point, at the county fair. I was watching a friend's band, when this big gust of wind kicked up. It felt good at first from the humidity, but then it got ridiculous. Turns out that was the storm coming much further south than they had thought, and it was bringing 50-80 mph gusts. While I was trying to get the dust out of my eyes, a guy grabbed a mike from the band and told us we had to take cover in the 4H building, immediately next to this pavilion we were in. So me, the boyfriend, and his mom scurried in there, along with a mess of other people. They told us they recommended that we leave, but that we could stay in the building if we wanted. So we stayed there for an hour and a half (while trying to get ahold of my brother and my dad to make sure they were okay, we were all split up) until they announced the all-clear from the National Weather Service, so we scurried to the car and went to the boyfriend's house.
Well, not so much house, but trailer.
Yes, on that particular night, I was safer in that trailer than I was at home. I stayed the night there, snuggling the boy since another storm was rolling in and I was kind of scared. But there was no tornado activity in this storm, just alot of rain, lightning and thunder. No tornadoes were spotted where his trailer was, a good 30 minutes east of my town.
The next morning, I got some clothes from the boy, and went to work. My brother brought me my clothes when I went on lunch, and hung out for a while. Didn't get home til around 9 last night.
The damage was to pretty much to every tree on my street, and a couple houses on the end are missing roofs and some parts of walls. It could be a lot worse, and we got lucky.
Now if only the humidity would STFU and GTFO, being in a house with no power in these temps would be fine.
A link: Local paper, The Times site. That header photo is from a house overlooking my street. I'm further down, my house is blocked by the trees, but that shows the absolute worst of the damage.
In short: I'm okay, folks, but with work and other things, I won't be around this part of the universe for a few days.
I don't know how much coverage this is getting outside of my area, but some family on the other side of the country has been calling, so I figured I should pop up here and tell the Internet I'm okay.
My street got hit by a tornado the other night. My house didn't get hit, but a couple at the end of my block did, it kinda danced down there, and then massacred the shopping center a half block west of me. It was late, so most of the stores were getting ready to close, and it wasn't a very busy place, either, so it could have been a lot worse.
It was an F-2 tornado (I believe that's on a scale of 5) and there's only one death so far, I'm not sure where.
Myself, I was in Crown Point, at the county fair. I was watching a friend's band, when this big gust of wind kicked up. It felt good at first from the humidity, but then it got ridiculous. Turns out that was the storm coming much further south than they had thought, and it was bringing 50-80 mph gusts. While I was trying to get the dust out of my eyes, a guy grabbed a mike from the band and told us we had to take cover in the 4H building, immediately next to this pavilion we were in. So me, the boyfriend, and his mom scurried in there, along with a mess of other people. They told us they recommended that we leave, but that we could stay in the building if we wanted. So we stayed there for an hour and a half (while trying to get ahold of my brother and my dad to make sure they were okay, we were all split up) until they announced the all-clear from the National Weather Service, so we scurried to the car and went to the boyfriend's house.
Well, not so much house, but trailer.
Yes, on that particular night, I was safer in that trailer than I was at home. I stayed the night there, snuggling the boy since another storm was rolling in and I was kind of scared. But there was no tornado activity in this storm, just alot of rain, lightning and thunder. No tornadoes were spotted where his trailer was, a good 30 minutes east of my town.
The next morning, I got some clothes from the boy, and went to work. My brother brought me my clothes when I went on lunch, and hung out for a while. Didn't get home til around 9 last night.
The damage was to pretty much to every tree on my street, and a couple houses on the end are missing roofs and some parts of walls. It could be a lot worse, and we got lucky.
Now if only the humidity would STFU and GTFO, being in a house with no power in these temps would be fine.
A link: Local paper, The Times site. That header photo is from a house overlooking my street. I'm further down, my house is blocked by the trees, but that shows the absolute worst of the damage.
In short: I'm okay, folks, but with work and other things, I won't be around this part of the universe for a few days.