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It was a dark, windy, cold Sunday night as I was staggering down the street with blood dripping from the gashes on my head “ oh yeah by the way it was Halloween and I was dressed up as a zombie, anyway we were like the 3 musketeers me as a zombie, Zach as a mummy, and Caitlin as a witch all strolling down the streets with pockets full of sweets and I mean full as we turned the corner to go down Casey avenue there it was the lonely house at the end of the street with the creaky gate where no one went, but you know Zach wanting to get sweets from every house so we went, the gate creaked as it opened the dead rose trees in the front garden and the odd rat scattering across the path sent a shiver up my spine as we approached the door bats flew around our heads the thick old wooden door creaked open I knew this wasn’t a good idea an old strange man staggered towards the door we could slightly see his face in the moonlight he had a pointy nose thick grey curly hair red eyes, a pale mouth and a face as white as snow

May 3, 1999 was a day I, and many other Oklahomans, will never forget. It was Friday afternoon and I had just got off a conference call around 4:30. I was tired after a long week so I flipped on the TV to take my mind off of work. Well, there were live news reports warning there was a tornado around 70-80 miles south-southwest of Oklahoma City. I had no idea this tornado was going to stay on the ground for hours and create the strongest winds ever recorded – Ever.
It started out small, like an F1, but as it got closer to Oklahoma City the thing - this monster of a storm - got bigger and bigger and bigger! I'll never forget watching this whole thing live as it happened from the eyes of the local TV helicopters. The most chilling moments that really haunt me were to see destroyed neighbourhoods moments after the