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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

a tornado at vbs

I was singing songs and stuff in VBS back in 1966 in Texas City, TX, at the Westhaven Church of Christ.

It was fun and all, and then the kids went to their classes. It was a day time VBS, probably about 3 hours long.

A tornado came along.

We pulled the kids into the auditorium, where there were no windows, trying not to scare them, so I could lead them in songs and stuff until it was all over.

Before I went in, I looked out the big glass double doors that came into the foyer from outside and watched a tornado come down and barely touch the top of the bowling alley 3 blocks away.

Instantly it was gone.

Fortunately, no one was hurt, but it was so seared in my memory. The sight of that tornado I have remembered the rest of my life.

Almost 45 years later, every once in a while when I am leading songs and stuff at VBS, I remember that.

No big epiphanies here, just a memory.