I am sure through out your life you will hear your Dad and I refer to “The Day The Tree Fell.” It was one of those really crazy days in our lives that your father and I will remember forever like it had happened the day before.
We had a pretty sad few days leading up that day. Your Great-Grandma Evelyn had died a few days earlier and your Dad’s cousin had lost her boyfriend, Al, in a motorcycle accident likely caused by the heart attack he was having while driving. We had been to two funeral/memorials in 3 days. That night we had just attended Al’s memorial that evening it was sweltering hot that day, his memorial was a wonderful event celebrating Al’s life but your Dad and I were exhausted by the events of the last few days so we opted not to go to the meal after the service.
We got home and it got terribly dark and weird out. The wind was roaring one moment then still the next. It was just plain weird out, not a typical thunderstorm… little did we know what was to come. Harpua disappeared but I did not notice right away because your Dad decided to watch the storm roll in from the porch. It started to just not feel right, I begged your Dad to come in it was raining now and wind was furiously whipping things around.
I finally convinced him to come in… no sooner did we close the door than did the lights flicker and I see the air conditioner in our window bounce up and down in the window. It then sounded like glass was falling everywhere. We had NO idea what was going on.
Your Dad thought the windows were breaking I ran to check, nope… your Dad opened the front door and looked outside and there it was the tree that lined the street had fallen into our yard. I ran to the 2nd and 3rd floors to see what damage had come to the windows up there. Nothing except this giant 100 year old tree was blocking the entire view outside the 1, 2, and part of the 3rd floor windows!!!
The tree was so tall it had branches and leaves down on our deck at the back of the house. It knocked down part of the other tree in the backyard almost like a domino effect.
Then it occurred to me… where is Harpua? We could not find him in all his typical thunderstorm hiding places. He usually hid in the closet in the front bedroom. Sometimes he would hid in the guest room in the back under the bed. Other times he would just shake right at my feet! Finally we found him in the closet at the center of the house… he is one smart dog that was the safest enclosed space in the house for the direction the storm was coming in.
In the following days we got meet every single one of our neighbors, several of municipal government employees and our tree was on the news (we were not there when the filmed it but we heard about it).
It turns out there was a super cell in the area and hundreds of trees were down in a 2 mile radius of our house. They all eerily fell in exactly the same direction ours did. There were several old trees on our street but we happened to have a double lot and the tree fell in the lot and did damage to the house but not damage that required us to move out of the house. If any other tree would have fallen someone could have died and houses would have been ruined so despite the fact it plain sucked for us we were the only people on the block this could have happened to without any major injury.
Lessons to learn:
Do not stand on the porch during a storm you never know when a tree will fall
Dogs are smarter than we think and when they hide we probably should too
When things are bad for you think about how someone else might have had to deal with it and see that your situation is actually not as bad as theirs could be.
Watch the weather channel to see when anything purple is coming in your direction (purple is worse than red).