The trailer park I lived in seemed bigger when I was little...I have been back since I've grown up...and amazingly it looks like it shrunk. It is much different than I remember it however, I think it still exsists to this day and people still live there!!!..We had lots of kids in the park and in the summer we would play outside until it got so dark we couldn't see...Release was our game and we played it every night!!!...Picked two teams...One went and hid anywhere in the park, the other team hunted them down..tag them and took them to the designated jail (which was the concrete sidewalk in front of the new wash house)...When someone on the hiding team...could sneak up and put a foot inside the jail...yelling "RELEASE" and everyone in jail could run...It took just one brave one to sneak up and not get caught to release his tagged team members...We always played in a group..One afternoon, the weather looked strange..the kids used to gather at the wash house. There was a Cocoa Cola Machine outside on the side of the building. You needed only a dime to catch a cold one...out of the shoot. Put you dime in ...and out came a dripping cold light green bottle of coke!!! On those hot summer days...yum....one could only imagine how refreshing it was...a wonderful treat for everyone!! The sky turned a yellow color and the wind began to blow...we spun around in the wind for awhile..enjoying the wind pushing us around and the now cool breeze it brought with it..The sun disappeared and the clouds thickened. Immediately the wind started to howl and we saw things flying around..suddenly an awning fell on top of a car roof...and chairs and lawn decorations were flying out into the streets...My sister, Carole, yelled for me, and we started for home...Scared and watching for the flying debris we ran down the street toward our trailer...we only had to get to one more street and turn left then run past about 6 more trailers and we would be safely home...Instead, a loud noise, louder than any airplane overhead...so loud my screams for safety couldn't be heard...I yelled louder and louder...the swirling dust and wind picked me up from the ground..and I was at the winds mercy...I was being swept away...and I had no control...of my legs...I was lifted up and being carried with the wind. My sister saw me continuing down the road with the cloud swirling around me...she ran and grabbed me by the arm and yanked me down to the ground and we quickly turned down the road toward our trailer!!!...She saved my life, I was going to be swept away by a tornado. We found out later that day how mcuh damage it did...it went right down the road ripping off roofs, and smashing awnings...I remember the power it had..I remember the power I lacked...It made a very big impression on me...and I know what real power is...and I also know to respect it. I experienced a little taste of that kind of power that will come when Jesus himself descends and we are raised up with him on that day when the trump sounds!!!
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