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- June 27th, 2008
Well shit, Nebraska.
At around 4:30 we heard that in Fremont (maybe an hour west of us) there was an ugly storm forming, and that while there wasn't the rotation to develope a tornado, the straight-line winds could be bad. I couldn't help but turn to my coworker who was on break with me that we'd be herding all four of our floors worth of patrons and staff into the basement in twenty minutes.
Sure enough, fifteen minutes later we're telling people to sign off computers, round up their kids and head downstairs. The creepiest bit was that right up til it hit it went completely dead and stayed sunny right up...when the sirens went off. It's weird to have tornado sirens go off in bright daylight (the more cynical of us joked about air raids, since we're right by Offut Air Force Base, and this is wherethey stick the vice president if there's any sort of large-scale terror attack), and extremely eerie with completely dead, humid hair. Turns out...less than five minutes later it's so dark the streetlights seemed to be turned on...but visiblity was so limited we couldn't even see the cars in the parking lot.
Ankle deep hail in some places, windows shattered in others, 120,000 people without power...including street lights, trees torn up by their roots...I even heard a story about a boat that gotthrown up on the roof, and another house had four major trees thrown into it and over his truck.