Storm Stories - earliest storm you remember...

Andrew

Remember going outside during the eye and playing basketball with my friends.

Then mom was yelling at us to come back inside before it got going again.

Bob - 1979.

The eyewall passed directly overhead. We went out and played football for about 15 minutes or so. It reached Hurricane force for 1 minute, so a Cat 1 (barely).

It started in the Bay of Campeche.

Camille is the first I remember. I was almost 7 years old.

I remember my brother calling me to the window to see how much the tree in the side yard was bending over due to the intense winds.

I also remember my mother, left home by herself with 6 children 11-3 years old because my dad was required to be at the Shell Plant, smacking us with a yard stick and yelling for you to morons to move away from the windows. We thought it was cool.

Good times.

My dad was stationed in Biloxi when Camille made land fall. My mom has told me stories about how they all got moved into reinforced buildings to ride it out. She was pregnant with my oldest brother at the time.

She said she remembers it all too well. They thought they were all going to die. Told me once it passed, and they went outside for the first time it looked like Hiroshima did after the nuke.

She told me everything looked “hairy”. Only thing still standing were the reinforced buildings, and that pine straw was embedded into trees, and some of the things left standing.

For me I guess it was Andrew. Went to bed, and in the morning when I woke up most of the trees in our backyard had been knocked down.

Betsy, tore the roof off the sucker. Went from the safe place to the living room and saw sky. Interesting. '65 I believe?

I remember Hurricane Juan in 1985.

Andrew

Betsy, although I was a kid in stinky Jackson, MS when it hit. Gramps in BTR reported to my parents about being in the lobby of the Heidelberg Hotel when the glass front doors were blown out.

Weird parents promptly gave me some inappropriate safety lecture, and of course all I heard was "blah blah hurricanes can blow out glass doors blah blah". Loved storms ever since. At least until Gustav, but that's another story.

Hurricane Audrey