"Jack Allison" wrote in message
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Jay Honeck wrote:
I won't make that mistake again.

Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a Tornado
watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to camp...when...wham,
instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold sweat...no, wait, it's
not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

In May, 2001, my family and I were sitting in a restaurant in Lorton,
Virginia, for dinner during a vacation. From our table I could see the TV in
the bar area, and there was a Tornado Warning being broadcast.

From what I could gather of the map, it seemed it was RIGHT HERE. No one in
the restaurant was making any bones about it. So I was guessing, well, maybe
it was not _that_ close to us.

While eating our crab (of course, it was Virginia) appetizer, I heard the
unmistakable sound of a train. Remembering the old adage I'd heard in my
youth about the noise it makes. I jumped up and got ready to head for the
basement, but noticed no one else was making a scene (like the Yankee...me).

A few seconds later I heard the ding...ding...ding from the crossing, and
looking outside, realized the train station was across the street on the
other side of the restaurant from which we'd entered.


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Matt
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Matthew W. Barrow
Site-Fill Homes, LLC.
Montrose, CO