I was around six. In Alvin. After that my Mom left town any time a hurricane mentioned in the Gulf or Atlantic, no matter where it was. I missed a lot of school in Septs:’)
I was in the 6th grade, but true to my vow as a Houston anti-hurricane charm, I had moved to Oklahoma, where I always rode out SE TX canes, lol.
A cousin in my birthplace of Corpus kept promising me a little Sunfish sailboat if I would come visit and it apparently - at my very scaredy-cat mother’s urging - “drowned” and was “lost at sea” in Carla.
(I don’t think it ever existed, at least not as intended for *me* but for my cousins.)
Were you in Alvin for Claudette?