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Originally Posted by john60ri
One of my earliest memories is of my friends and I braving the winds of Hurricane Carol in 1954. I was 6 years old. ....
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I was a little older for that one. I watched a lone pine tree in a field get blown by the winds until it was almost down. After the eye passed and the wind started from the opposite direction the tree was blown upright. Quite a sight.
