Still in Kansas, Thankfully (or North Carolina, anyway!)
by Amy Austin on May 13, 2008
Apparently, a tornado hit Maysville, NC Sunday, missing "my" house (or Ed's, with a lot of my things still in it) by about a mile. Used to browse that store for good junk!
Four Replies to Still in Kansas, Thankfully (or North Carolina, anyway!)
Jackie Mason | May 14, 2008
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Amy Austin | May 14, 2008
Hah... thanks, y'all -- though *part* of me actually wishes for an insurance settlement... and a hit carried out by Mother Nature... (not really... but sort of... you know...)
Tony Peters | May 15, 2008
yeah that probably would have made life a lot easier
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Steve West | May 13, 2008
My Granny's house is about 30 miles west of that (just below Wallace). No way any structure in her little town could have withstood that. Glad you weren't there.