That day my dad, Henry Bentz, was off work. Following the tornado I remember him getting us together and going through our neighborhood along Ross Street and checking on people. He had a hammer which he used to shove wood into open gas lines. We moved roofs out of the street to make way for emergency vehicles, and to clear way to get his wrecker out as well!

My most memorable site was in the circle on Ross Street, those were slab houses. One house, all that was left was the slab, and setting on it was a bathtub, with a naked woman in it! She had been taking a bath when it struck!

We were very lucky it hit when it did. School had been out about an hour.

After stepping outside our house right after the tornado was gone, I peered around and asked, I wonder if we will have school tomorrow!