My mother told me this story. Their house had a basement where they all went. Afterwards the entire house was a pile of rubble in the next lot, yet the piano bench was still sitting in where the living room was, with my uncles violin still sitting on top of it. -------------- Original message -------------- From: "s giles" <cuzzsteve@worldnet.att.net> > This is just another year to remember the 1925 tornado, Even though, one can go > on to the web site of the disaster, there are still persons that still alive > that can recall things that happenend March 18, 1925, I just have spoken with > Louise Ward, my mother's younger sisiter, She is 89 and can remember a fireman > carrying her to the Murphysboro Fire Dept, where my grand father Charles Baxmann > worked, Her older sister Lorraine Baxmann was buried under bricks when the > fireman arrived, Lorraine followed the man and her sister to the firehouse and > stayed there until their mother Beulah came to take them home.This disaster has > been instilled in me since I was a very young child in the 50's Mom would not > let me forget and please do not forget the people that also had this tragedy S > Giles St Louis MO > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > List Guidelines: http://www.rootsweb.com/~illinois/JacksonCoWelcome.html > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > ILJACKSO-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in > the subject and the body of the message