Neighbor: " I think you roof is on my front lawn, you better get out here."
Me: "How bad is it?!"
Neighbor: " Most of the roof is gone, come quick."
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This is what I heard when I picked up the phone at 7:23 this morning. You talk about STOPPING YOU HEART! My mother and I jumped in the truck with a trailer (to pick up the tin roof) and drove like no tomorrow to get to the lake. My stomach doing flip flops, the very idea of the roof off the Casablanca, windows smashed, it was enough to make me sick. We finally get to the Lake, go through the gate come down the hill to my place and this is what I see...
At first I was confused, then a wave of relief came over me thinking that this anonymous neighbor must have had the wrong house... I hardly would call 4 flipped lawn chairs 'pretty bad'. I knew the winds must have been bad because they had sucked the cover off of the coke box. Just as I was walking back to the truck to tell mom everything was alright I hear her say "OH MY GOD!". You see, the neighbor had been trying to reach Mr. Jordan, my FATHER and for good reason...
There used to be a roof up there. this is how mom found her place. The freezer wide open and still running, roof gone and in a shambles... but were just getting started.
(That would be part of our roof just left of the slide, the piece behind that came from the nebhior on the FAR side of my parents place.)
(this is the dock on the far side of my parents place, ripped down to the studs...by 90 MPH winds)
(Speaking of studs, the wind not-so-conveniently placed in the side and roof of my parents 1946 trailer.)
(Just above Mom & Dad's bed)
This is what we've pieced together, the 90 MPH wind hit (and may have been a tornado) ripping the roof off of the dock on the far side of my parents.
Their roof came off in 1 giant sheet flying through the air landing HERE on my parents trailer.
The wind carried the giant piece of roof and smashed it into the place next to my parents landing HERE.
The wind then gusted one more time bringing the roof to its final resting place on the dock 2 doors down from my parents house.
(looking down into my parents dock)
(The back of the cove, all that you see in the water came from the dock on far side of mom and dads)
(These studs also came from the far dock)
(this must have been when the winds hit, because it knocked the battery out of the clock. AMAZING how the winds can rip the roof down to the studs and launch it close to 600ft away, yet leave a three pound dollar store clock on the wall.)
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Luckily no one was hurt last night, and even thought the damage looks bad at the end of the day its just tin and boards. We built it once, and we'll do it again. (Guess what I get to do Saturday after College Graduation... have a party? Naw who wants to do that.. Lets re-tin a roof! (for those of you just joining us that's heavy sarcasm) *Sigh, oh well such are the ways of 'Lake Life' : )