May
3rd, 1999
Our
house about 5 minutes after the tornado hit. Regina, Matt and the
dog hid in the bathtub, which is partially buried under some debris.
This
is a view of the house from the street. As you can see, there were
no walls standing and car which was in the garage is now sitting
backwards where the kitchen used to be.
This
is looking west up our street. The tornado crossed right where this
picture was taken. I don't know who the woman is running down the street.
Santa
Claus showed up to help us with the clean-up. He's a little thinner
in the summertime. No, really that's Gene, my chase partner who spent
all that night hauling us around trying to get us out of there.
Thanks, Gene!