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March 07, 2007


Laughing Muse

The only time I went through a windstorm, my dad and I stood at our house's screen door watching garbage cans go rolling down the street...while my mom perched at the top of the basement stairs, saying, "Get down here!! Get down here!!!"

No major damage...at least none that I can recall. I was all of four years old, so there may have been major disruption afterward; but as long as I had my Legos, I was fine.

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