Dear Art -
 
I am sure it was a terrifying experience.  Glad it was no worse for you
than it was.
I like having you on conch-L, pigs included.
 
Betty Jean
 
 
At 05:45 AM 4/8/99 -0700, you wrote:
>(or as Dan Quale spells it: Tornadoe)
>        I live in Cincinnati. About 5AM, sirens and lightning woke me. The
>lightning was strange; as it was very heavy, very close together, and
>seemed to be more cloud to cloud rather than hiting the ground.
>        The Tornado first hit about 6 miles West of my home. It proceeded on a
>path to the North-East, jumping up then down again in an upscale
>suburban area. There are six dead as of this writing. Devistation of
>homes, malls, businesses is extensive. You gotta see it to believe
>it---but only once. April 3, 1973, we had a Tornado, actually a series
>of them, that hit the same area along the river then jumped up and
>re-hit at Xenia. I went in then with the police. One observer told me he
>watched the thing cross the Ohio River and, at one point could see the
>bottom of the river.
>        I lost a tree branch. My shells were not injured. There! Now it is
>malacologicly connected for the purests in the audience.
>        Art