When clothes started falling from the sky I thought the wind blew them off somebody’s line, but when a car battery hit the porch I knew it was another damn tornado comin’. “Are we gonna die, Mommy?” said Suzanne as… Continue Reading
Cars inched forward like cattle pressing into a slaughterhouse chute. Zack thumped the steering wheel with his fist. Who knew there’d be road work at Dulles International at 5:00 on Friday? He should have left sooner. His white-boy dreadlocks and… Continue Reading
Christmas — 1989 Ravenna, Ohio 2:13 P.M. My sister’s boy, seven-year-old Bobby, started screaming when the wind ratcheted up. The ten of us gathered in the cellar as the funnel cloud headed straight for our house. The last thing I… Continue Reading