The neighborhood just over the rise had one person killed and several homes destroyed along with life stock. The small town of Zion, six miles away, had one death and the same destructive result.
Hubby was Emergency Manager and was out for 36 hours straight (and for weeks afterwards), organizing, rescuing, and working. The people were wonderful. Every one was out with chain saws clearing trails, checking on their neighbors and feeding the people. I was counting cows and calming the horses when a ATV appeared through another pasture to check on us. I still don't know to this day who it was!
The tornado keeps on giving. This is one of the large pecan trees. About twenty feet off the ground we have found a brake cable, we think. The recent constant winds must have dislodged it and dropped it down where we could see.
Mother Nature and man leaves us many surprises,
good and bad.
Here's my most recent find left behind from the previous occupants.
Mother Nature has many secrets.