I was pretty amazed, and very thankful that no was hurt, given the sudden high winds and flying debris.
I didn't think about it until a couple days after the fact, but in May 1970 our hometown got hit hard by a twister. My brother was renting an old house with a couple of other college students, on the other side of town, near the university. He returned home after dinner to find the place flattened. They got with my Dad, who requisitioned a truck, and they collected belongings as best they were able that night. We were miles away, and only suffered minor inconveniences. As a ten year old, it was spooky seeing the damage around town. 26 died in the storm, though no one we knew suffered any tragedy.
When I was in college there was a rock group named Texas Weather. I always thought that was a good name for a rock group...
