We were EXTREMELY lucky. The funnel didn’t make it all the way to the ground but was close enough to twist the tops of a few trees. The ground-level winds were straight-line and absolutely horrendous!
The storm chased me home and I’d just gotten out of the car when all h*** broke loose. I just stood there in the carport, stunned by the roar and by the sound of wood breaking all around. Then like someone hit a switch, it stopped. I was afraid to open the door to go inside because I didn’t know if any of that wood-breaking noise was the house being torn apart.
It wasn’t. The house was unscathed somehow. But trees were blown over all around and the tractor shed roof was ripped off.
One huge tree ripped our water line out of the ground when it went over. The pipe was tangled in the roots. And another tore the power line off the front of the house when it went down so we didn’t have power for a few days.
Aunt Clara was still living here and I ran to her side of the house to check on her. She was in her recliner and had slept through the whole thing! ROTFL!!!
I did panic over the outside cats but one by one, they showed up at the back porch. All had come through just fine, though very soggy.
We had a mess to deal with but it could have been a lot worse.
Like I said, we were EXTREMELY lucky.
You were lucky! I can’t imagine how scary that must have been! I’ve never seen an actual tornado, but I’ve dreamed of them for years.
Just hope I don’t tonight! LOL!
But....I’d better go try. zzzzzzz.........