HAIL! Oh, HAIL!
April 28, 2021
One year ago today.....
The tsunami
hit the California coast and prompted a lady living on the coast in Pacifica,
California to exclaim that for the first time in her life the water’s edge
splashed onto her glass windows and knocked on her front door. She had
experienced a tsunami…..
Living in
Oklahoma we may declare or groan that we just experienced another spring
tornado, or rushed to take shelter from damaging winds, but we define our experiences with exclamations.
At 8:57 p.m.
on a rainy April night, I shrieked words that cannot be published nor
replicated with any sense of normalcy.
It had been a
grey green day in central Oklahoma, one that makes us weary and alert at the
same time. My phone alerts were on, as they are in the spring time, but by
evening the threat of storms had driven east and we relaxed in our safe dry
homes.
On Facebook I
was glued to pictures being posted of a puppy we had bought online. The house
was quiet and I was anxious to meet our new dog in a few weeks.
I stepped
into the kitchen to fix a hot evening tea. I had no sooner hit the start button
on the microwave when I stepped to the side of the counter to reach for a
spoon. In that moment an “ice ball” the size of baseball crashed through our
northwest kitchen window sending glass flying. The “ice ball” hit the cupboards
holding the microwave, just missing my head by a foot or two. My exclamations
were not calm nor respectable, and in fact, were extremely ear-piercing.
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| Leaning out our broken windows this is what we saw. |
By 9:30 p.m.
the neighborhood was alive with people standing in yards, rushing to check on
each other, garage doors opening, lumber and plastic being dug out of storage
bins, and phone calls being made to friends.
We found
enough heavy plastic to cover our two open windows for the evening, and with
another roll of heavy plastic we helped neighbors across the street cover their
windows. For the next week I found shards of glass under kitchen cabinets, in the nearby carpet and we felt unseeable pieces of glass in our feet.
By daylight we were in shock to see the overall devastation of the neighborhood. Giant glass knives buried in our yards, tree limbs dug into the ground like spikes, spring leaves knocked off the limbs leaving the trees barren, garden flowers destroyed beaten to death by ice, colorful pots busted and scattered over gardens like abstract mosaics.
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| Bird feeder flung from a tree, broken tiles and more glass. |
In the end,
all I could whisper was “thank heavens no one was injured.”
Ten months later, due to the massive window and roofing losses, most of the homes in our neighborhood had been repaired, but many still show signs of the hail along the fence lines, torn screens, and a few windows still boarded up.
