It's funny. I had forgotten about this thread, but found it when looking for an old thread I wanted to re-read.
6 months after this thread died, we had a tornado hit us. EF2 came through about 75' to the North of my house. Wiped out all of my neighbors across the street. Did about $30,000 damage to my roof, siding, garage door and food, but luckily, we could stay in the house, in spite of no power... My daughter was at my sister-in-law's house about 175' North of my house, and that was the worst part - knowing she was directly in the path.
As opposed to what I had said I would do in my post 19 months ago, when the sirens went off, I had actually awoken my wife (she had worked third shift the night before and was asleep in our bedroom), and got her headed downstairs. I thought about following her, but as I heard the roar, I decided to take one last look. "One last look" was about what it was, because when I looked out the front door, the debris and sideways-whipping wind was right there, from the front door where I was standing to the middle of the street - about 75'. The sounds of all the debris hitting the roof and exterior walls "encouraged" me to make that last look a very quick one and I ran for the stairs, not sure how wide this thing was.
About the time I hit the bottom of the stairs, it felt like the house was rocking, but that quickly stopped and suddenly everything got quiet. My wife is emotionally stronger than I am (and that's pretty strong), but she was upset and confused and unsure of what she was supposed to be doing. (She's usually out in it helping others and didn't know what to do being the victim for the first time in her life...) I told her that, now that it was quiet, I was going to check on the daughter, as I had watched the tornado go right through where she was at.
I was the first person out on the street and it was quite eerie. It was 75 degrees (in November), and it looked like it was snowing. (It was really the blown-in insulation from all the destroyed houses falling from the sky...) As I checked houses down the street while trying to avoid the thousands of nails and drywall screws everywhere, I found a LOT of our neighbors were not home - shopping, church, drug store, etc. One of our neighbor's garage's roof was in the middle of the street. Got around that and could see that most of my sister-in-law's house was still standing, but there were walls down, windows blown-out, etc. Got into the kitchen after climbing through the garage and as I hit the top of the basement stairs, there was my sister-in-law and behind her standing at the bottom of the stairs were the kids, including my daughter. Luckily, all the folks home there had been marshaled into the basement by my sister-in-law. They heard the wood twisting, glass shattering, wind roar, etc
I got pretty lucky. Wife is OK, daughter is OK, I'm OK, and now, about a year after the tornado, my neighbors and their houses are all back to normal, except for 2, and they're in the process. No one in my town died, but as the tornado worsened to an EF4, two towns away (about 6 miles as the crow flies), there were three fatalities and a mile-wide track of destruction that looked like a mini-Hiroshima.
I'll heed the siren's warning better next time, but I learned something in that experience - Tornadoes do not sound like a train (or at least THAT one didn't, to me). It sounded like continuous thunder rolls up in the sky/clouds, until it was right on top of us, and then it was just a loud roar of wind, stronger than I've ever heard. I heard the tornado a good 10 minutes before it got here. I couldn't figure out what the continuous thunder sound was. I was waiting for the echo to stop, and it never did. That will be a sound I never forget, and I wanted to pass it on to you guys.