Yesterday afternoon a slew of tornadoes tore through Stoughton, just a few miles southeast of Madison. One touched down in a golf course; another levelled homes. Only one person was killed despite the severity of damage in the area.
The great thing is listening to people's eyewitness accounts. While Kristen and I were in her basement listening to the radio, we played 'tornado bingo.' I called for a reference to a 'freight train,' while she was going for 'roar.' I ended up winning that round -- but the best one I heard is from a group of people taking shelter in the golf course:
"We were ... hiding behind the bar. We had beer, anyway."
And that is why I love this town!
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