I awoke Thursday morning at about 3:50 am to what sounded like hail hitting the house. I laid there for a minute and then things got very loud. I grabbed Jordan and went to turn on the tv to see what was going on. The weather said take cover. By this time I knew that something was going on outside. It was still so loud and I could tell that objects were hitting the house. I went and got Jesse and the boys out of bed and we all took cover in the closet. It was all over by 4:15 am. We could not see much out our window since it was still dark, but we could tell that our tree and the fence were gone. So we all went back to bed (finally getting everyone back to sleep about 5:30). I awoke again at 7:00 am to a very loud noise. This time it was the news helicopters hovering over our neighborhood. I'm not sure if it was ever officially called a tornado, but we believe that it was. We can see the path that it took through our neighborhood. The worst of the destruction being just one block over from ours. We were blessed that we only have a damaged roof and almost no fence and a tree down. A block west of our house, a bed was in the backyard and the back of the house was gone. There were trampoline's in trees, brick and stone fences broken down to nothing, and huge trees snapped in half. A house about 6 houses down from ours had a small airplane in their backyard (our neighborhood backs up to a small air strip owned by about 8 families). Houses right next to ours have no windows and no chimneys (someone's chimney was in our yard). God protected us and we are so grateful. Here are some pictures.