Mon Mar 03, 2008 7:27 pm
My father and his family lived through the 1927 St. Louis Tornado, and that was a nightmare. He was at home on Sarah Street, and recalled hearing the tornado coming, sounding like a 100 freight trains all at once. He dove under the bed as two cars flew by the house, and the windows started blowing in.
The next thing he recalled was the roof flying off the house, and looking up into the funnel as it passed overhead. He recalled it was the most eerie sight he ever saw, with blue skies up at the end of the funnel. Conversely, he remembered seeing parts of houses, a Model A, and a Coca-Cola sign swirling around in the tornado. However, my grandmother pulled him back under the bed just in time, as the walls came crashing down all around them.
I asked him if they had any early warning that a tornado was approaching, and he said no. "Back then, sirens were only used for fires, but not for approaching tornadoes." I wish he was still alive today, I would have asked him more questions about the outdoor sirens in use back then in St. Louis.
Sincerely yours,
Ron W.
"When your siren's a failin', chances are it's a Whelen."