I was over at my friend Lisa's house and were walking her dogs in the courtyard between the two buildings...it was like a small park somewhat...it had rained earlier and it was the middle of October so we hadn't paid any attention to the weather, didn't think we had to.
We are now about a mile or two away from the apartment and the wind started to blow, the sky went black, and the sirens went off. Then it started to rain, then it began to hail...she didn't seem to concerned about it, she figured that it could be on the other side of town...we passed a tree and there was a small tornado forming behind one of the buildings...Lisa's daughter thought it was cool...I almost pissed myself. We picked up the girls and the dogs and ran like mad to get back to her apartment.
She lived on the second floor but it was at street level...we go into the girl's room and begin to clear out the closet...all these people were standing around taking pictures and what was one tornado turned into three tornadoes and all I could think of was Terrible Tuesday...a tornado that tore half of wichita falls down in 79...we got into the closet, I had one of the girls in my arms and I closed my eyes and prayed.
When I woke up I was laying belly down, somewhere, I couldn't figure out where...my body was numb and my face felt swolen...I felt the way I did in recovery after my surgery...I tried to lift my had and focus...it was hard but I did it...I was in the hospital...I didn't know why but I just assumed it had something to do with the tornado...
That's all I remember.
I've been dreaming of tornadoes my entire life...the most reoccuring one that I have...besides the ones of the guy...but the older I get the more intense they become and they get closer to me...I don't know if anyone knows but I am petrified of tornadoes....I love storms, love thunder and lightening...but you breathe a possibility of tornado and I turn into a two year old scared to death. I've never been through one.
When Terrible Tuesday hit in 79 I was almost 3 years old and it didn't hit the side of town that we lived, but my mother thinks that I was traumatized from it...because it was effin scary!!! It was HUGE...over 2600 yards..
Google it..it's pretty interesting...the ironic thing is...I'm obsessed with them...I try to learn as much about them that I possibly can and one of these days I would love to go on one of those tornado chaser rides...to get over my fear...but it still scares the shit out of me.
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