In May 1957 a tornado hit Love Field and Backman lake in Dallas and skipped over my house. I was 9 years old. I can still close my eyes and see that long twisting snake.
I remember something similar, but am not clear on the year. There were a few tornadoes on a day named “Disaster Dallas”. My brothers and I stood in the front yard with my mother and all the neighbors and watched those things twist across the sky. As things got worse my mom shoved us under the pier and beam foundation. To this day it’s a very vivid memory especially because I could tell my mom was terrified and I definitely didn’t want to go under the house with the spiders! Hope all of you stay safe tonight.