Early in the day, we went to one of the storage buildings, and saw a french horn that survived the tornado...sort of...
When we drove in this morning, Alice Louden's house was standing. When we went back to the pod in the afternoon, it was being demolished. She was one of the best gradeschool teachers ever, and a friend of mom's. She died several years ago, and in a way it was nice she didn't have to see her family home like this:
We didn't have enough vehicles to move all the things we needed to, so we moved several things 4 blocks walking down the street:
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