It was a Wild and Stormy Week-End
A tornado passed over Smith Ave. Most of the girls and I were on the train headed to Chicago and had no idea what we missed. Rick and the boys took cover in the basement. It wasn't all that surprising since Eddie and I had gone to church at 5:00pm and by the time Mass was over so little light was coming through he windows that I would have thought it was midnight. Even waiting at the train station an hour later, I felt that the air had an ominous feeling.

Fran was perplexed when I asked her how she managed to get a picture of the tornado.
Yeah...right. Well, without my glasses on and looking over pics while still on the camera it looked like a real good tornado picture. So good that it could be used professionally. Like by the Field Museum. And in the tiny format I also didn't notice those stalwart folks who appear to be walking through the twister.