After seminar this evening, Ben, visiting from Toronto, and I joined my classmates at the pub for beers.

During our conversation, the Albertan at our table brought up her childhood experience of seeing a tornado nearby her home. Depending on how long you've known me, you've probably heard the St. Peter EF3 tornado epic at least once. For unfortunate souls like svairini, maatnofret, and saraewing, they've heard it at least a dozen times. Tonight took on a chilling twist.( Read more... )

It nearly goes beyond words to unearth this almost thirteen years later and see that it mirrors verbatim what I saw. But even this is tamer than the moment when everything went completely mad. Now I really want to know in which car the credited photographer was sitting. If he was driving that white car, then he has some explaining to do.