And to make it worse, our family seems to attract tornadoes somehow.
The 1936 Gainesville GA tornado passed right over my mother's house (her dad got her out of bed in the middle of the night to go see it. Guess he figured if it hit them they were doomed anyhow, in a little stick-built house on a ridge). The big 1975 Atlanta tornado that wrecked the governor's mansion passed right over my parents' house. The one that hit and destroyed the Windy Hill/41 community in the late 90s passed right over our current house.
This is getting a little bit tiresome . . . .
Hey, as long as those monsters are passing over and missing, I would NEVER get tired of that!
It's your carbon footprint - it's WAY above average.
Remind me to never move in next door to you ... nothing personal, mind you...
My grandma told me about the Gainesville tornado. I was in the 1993 Good Friday tornado that hit Douglasville and Austell.