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Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 12:24 pm
by GunnyGene
Had a bad storm transit MS and into AL and TN last night. Missed me by about 15 miles, so no damage here. Other folks weren't so lucky, and a couple dozen died.
Local coverage includes Amory (the town nearest me) damage on drone video below:
https://www.wtva.com/
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 1:35 pm
by Shakey Jake
Glad you're safe. Looks like some real damage there. I hope everyone had insurance.
Jake
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 1:39 pm
by markiver54
Glad it missed Ya gunny! I always feel for those not so lucky.
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 1:44 pm
by BrokenolMarine
We had severe thunderstorms night before last, but no tornados. Have been lucky. One touched down about twenty miles away last month, but little damage.
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 1:58 pm
by GunnyGene
Storm Chaser video of the small town in the Delta that got wiped out. Watch close and you can see vehicles orbiting the monster funnel. This was bad one. Judging from the damage, etc. it will probably be classed as 4 on the scale.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=byY7zBek38Q
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2023 2:13 pm
by Vaquero
Was a little rough around here for a bit with trees down around the county.
Our power was out for around an hour. No where near as bad as south of us.
I've seen and worked some tornado damaged areas before.
I heard earlier that 23 died.
RP
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2023 2:01 pm
by FormerParatrooper
Nature has awesome power.
Re: Greetings from Tornado Alley
Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2023 4:04 pm
by GunnyGene
Yes. Infinitely more so than anything we puny humans are capable of, even if we only consider this minor planet.
'So careful of the type?' but no.
From scarped cliff and quarried stone
She cries, `A thousand types are gone:
I care for nothing, all shall go.
'Thou makest thine appeal to me:
I bring to life, I bring to death:
The spirit does but mean the breath:
I know no more.' And he, shall he,
Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair,
Such splendid purpose in his eyes,
Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies,
Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer,
Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation's final law—
Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek'd against his creed—
Tennyson, In Memoriam