07.08.03 - 4th of July Storm
We spent the Fourth of July at a friend of a friend's house for a cookout and fireworks. As 9pm rolled around, the sky started getting dark -- not from nightfall, but an approaching rainstorm; we decided to go ahead and make our way down to the park where we had already set up blankets. I pulled two of my kids plus my nephew in the wagon down the block and across the street followed by my wife and my two other daughters, plus a few others from the party.
As we started down towards the park, the wind kicked up and people started leaving. When we noticed why people were fleeing, the dust had already started blowing up from the ballfield. Quickly, we crossed back over the main street as the wind began to bend trees over. My wife turned and asked me what we should do and I shouted "Run!". We ran back to the house and got the kids to safety while others went back down to help out at the field. I left the house to help and by the time I got down to the corner again, the dust was so bad that I could not see. The wind sounded like a tornado and I was sure that it was coming soon. When I finally located the missing people from our party, we took shelter on the front porch and fiddled with the satellite trying to get an idea of what we were dealing with.
The storm eventually passed, but not before bringing down tree limbs, drenching the streets, and setting off nature's own fireworks display in the sky.