Total devastation

  Living in Texas you become conditioned to having tornadoes in the spring time. Every time the storms start up you hear the warnings and the weathermen on the news go into hyper drive. It is doing this and going there, everyone run for your lives in exactly 3.2 minutes. Eventually you take it all for granted and go about your life as if it were another day, hoping and wishing that it just does not effect any of your plans.

 When you see the utter destruction that one of these storms can do it is hard to believe that you will ever take them for granted again. The randomness of the destruction by the tornado that hit Granbury on Wednesday night just leaves you shacking your head. Buildings for a square mile just wiped away and their debris left in piles as if the hand of god was used as a bulldozer. Nothing, absolutely nothing left. Matchstick size splinters abound, splinters of a door trim exposed by the streak of blue paint still left on one side and the door shoved thru a tree branch 20 feet up with a matching color. Cars that have been thru the junk yard crusher, with no heavy machinery in sight. Sounds like hyperbole or escalation to say nothing is left since the piles of wood lay two stories high.
 
  They are just that, piles of little scrapes of wood. Most of it smaller than the bits of lumber children gather from construction site discard bins to build forts. All the bits of color and slivers of insulation indicate they were once full sized homes.
 
 The New York Times used this picture of mine to try and show the rest of the country how devastating it actually is.