As I drove across Alabama the other day, I reached an area with many recently-downed trees. It was a town alled Aliceville. The name rung a bell, but I could not place it.
Then I remembered that an EF-2 tornado had struck this town back in February. I recognized the damage pattern, but I did not connect the dots until later in the day. The insulation in the remaining trees, the sheet metal strewn about the land, the old trees pushed over, with all of their branches snapped, the exposed fresh earth under the rootballs.
There’s nothing quite a tragic or as gripping as a tornado damage path.
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