A young family man from down the road got home from work just in time to see the henhouse from across the street blow past (minus the hens), and as he pulled up to his mobile home, he sat in horror as the top ripped off the place like the lid off a tin can in the freak 103mph wind. The severe rain and lightning storm — tornado; he even saw the funnel cloud! It happened in Sandy Valley, Nevada (USA), of all places, back in the mid-1980s.He sat in the car and watched the roof peel off like the new fruit and vegetables do now, first one, then two, then three, then the fourth wall fall slowly outward so that his erstwhile home became a 12 foot by 60 foot flatbed, completely furnished. He watched the rain fall into his open house and onto his furniture. Indoors had become outdoors in just a few seconds!Stunned, and still in his car, he saw his wife with potato in one hand, peeler in the other, and mouth open in shock. His two little kids were under the bed in the bedroom, crying their eyes out. None of them could quite believe their eyes. And ears; tornadoes are extremely noisy!As soon as the storm swept by, in less than two minutes, he was back iside. . . It seems he had only lost one thing out of the mobile and that was his marijuana.He spent the next 3 months stomping around the desert looking for his pot and grumbling because, as he saw it, God had taken all his fun away!Aside from the chicken-house, his was the only home of any kind that was damaged by the storm, which was good, because his was the only mobile that had any insurance on it, and the major predominance of homes in the valley were mobile homes.As the months wore on with him complaining about his lost pot, seeing only that, and not the miracle that his family was spared and his home and belongings replaced, we all wondered how he could be so blind as not to take the hint to give up pot and treasure his family, instead.But as long as I lived in the valley, he was still first and foremost a smoker and a toker, and a thick-headed joker.He’s got to be about 40 years old now. I can only hope. . .
As he watched his mobile home roof, then the walls come away, he had only one thought in his mind, and it wasn’t for his family’s safety and security. No, he had a greater love, and it had blown away in the storm.