I've witnessed my share of extreme weather-- blizzards in Massachusetts, Rhode Island and New York, a hurricane on the Cape, straight-line 130-mph winds in Syracuse and now my first tornado.
As you may have heard, Yarmouth and Harwich were hit with a "strong" F1 tornado with winds of 110 mph yesterday. Not since 1977 has the Cape had a confirmed twister.
It all happened so fast. Late Tuesday morning I got an alert on my phone that warned a tornado was imminent. Power to all of Harwich went out soon after that. Within minutes, the sky turned an odd, bright, twilight yellow-blue, a fact that foretold trouble ahead. That's how my dad described the sky before the Worcester tornado struck in 1953. Then the tops of the trees started swaying.
I went to my eastern living room window, and at 12:20 pm, started recording.
OK by now I was pretty scared and wondering if a tree in my front yard, out of view at left, was going to come into the house. You can hear trees and branches breaking off. So I put the phone down and went to my basement stairs, ready to go down in the dark. But my old news instinct kicked in and I went back to the window. In that brief break in the center of the house, I had missed witnessing stuff come down. I started recording again.