I won't bore you with the details of the Summer kids...they're just plain ignorant and possibly the spawn of the devil. Even the Director agreed and went to go see our Boss this afternoon. After all, my "help" consists of two 17 and 14 year old girls who want to be Buddies with the kids. Except the older one is prone to fits of screaming at them to "Shut the hell up! I can't take you people any more!"
So when Hubby called and wanted to know where I was on the way home, I thought he was just checking to see if my head had exploded....or if I'd actually blown that whistle to quiet the kids loud enough that he heard it over 30 miles away.
I think, he began casually although the tone of his voice wasn't teasing, we might've had a tornado here at the house.
And he wasn't talking about Bou running around.
The storm came up quickly and out of nowhere. Hubby said he was in the dining room when all of a sudden the whole house shook....hard enough for the dogs to come running TO him as if wondering what was going on. As quick as it came, it was gone. But it obviously came from one direction because as I was driving home, I could see a swath of destruction going in one direction....toward our house.
Fortunately for us, we mostly lost trees, some limbs and a few shingles off the pump house and shop roofs. The house had leaves plastered to it but no damage. Both of our loaded plumb trees were rendered into pieces, with one trunk surviving on each. On the close up you can see how hard the wind blew...those aren't broken, they're pushed up from the roots!
Thankfully, all is well. But you know what the weird thing is? I spent a good deal of time Saturday scanning old photos. There were a couple I knew nothing about, so I went online to find the history of what had happened in April 1924.
Would you believe the answer I discovered yesterday was, "The worst tornado in S.C. history"?! Two tornadoes had occurred simultaneously to run over a hundred miles, covering half the state in one afternoon.
Considering how those photos looked, we dodged an ugly bullet. And for that, I'm grateful.