I was pretty young when the storm hit. I remember the sounds of the wind hitting our house and the sounds of cracking and falling trees in the woods behind the house. We were without power for quite a few days and getting up in the morning we explored the neighborhood and the woods and saw the knocked down trees. Most of them with roots still attached. In the 90's another wind storm went through, nothing like the Columbus Day storm but still pretty intense. I was driving my old Toyota Land Cruiser (not the most aerodynamic vehicle ever built) across the top deck of the Fremont Bridge when a gust of wind grabbed me and pushed the car over two lanes. Luckily I was one of the few fools who was driving across at the time and so I didn't collide with anyone. Your story brought back a lot of wonderful and scary memories. Thanks Gary.
Brought back memories. I was teaching at North Eugene HS and I stayed longer than I should have to take care of my various classroom plants and animals. I ended up driving home in my older VW Beetle. I didn't experience anything as traumatic as crossing the Morrison Street Bridge but we lived at the time west of town and piloting an old VW along open fields in 80 mph wind was exciting enough.
I could never imagine having to be in such a storm like that. I probably pee myself.😦🤭 I think that my mom was living in Springfield when the storm went through the city. My sister, Robin, was 1 year and 9 days old. My other sister, Jeannie, was 10 days old. Mom, her husband, and my sisters had to move out of the house because of the tree in the front yard came down through the house. So luckily no one was hurt. Great adventures and stories that you bring to us Gary of the days gone by and the of the peoples back then.🤗🤗🤗 I surely enjoy reading them all. Thank you for sharing your insights and knowledge with us all. You truly are a Treasure.
I was pretty young when the storm hit. I remember the sounds of the wind hitting our house and the sounds of cracking and falling trees in the woods behind the house. We were without power for quite a few days and getting up in the morning we explored the neighborhood and the woods and saw the knocked down trees. Most of them with roots still attached. In the 90's another wind storm went through, nothing like the Columbus Day storm but still pretty intense. I was driving my old Toyota Land Cruiser (not the most aerodynamic vehicle ever built) across the top deck of the Fremont Bridge when a gust of wind grabbed me and pushed the car over two lanes. Luckily I was one of the few fools who was driving across at the time and so I didn't collide with anyone. Your story brought back a lot of wonderful and scary memories. Thanks Gary.
Brought back memories. I was teaching at North Eugene HS and I stayed longer than I should have to take care of my various classroom plants and animals. I ended up driving home in my older VW Beetle. I didn't experience anything as traumatic as crossing the Morrison Street Bridge but we lived at the time west of town and piloting an old VW along open fields in 80 mph wind was exciting enough.
I could never imagine having to be in such a storm like that. I probably pee myself.😦🤭 I think that my mom was living in Springfield when the storm went through the city. My sister, Robin, was 1 year and 9 days old. My other sister, Jeannie, was 10 days old. Mom, her husband, and my sisters had to move out of the house because of the tree in the front yard came down through the house. So luckily no one was hurt. Great adventures and stories that you bring to us Gary of the days gone by and the of the peoples back then.🤗🤗🤗 I surely enjoy reading them all. Thank you for sharing your insights and knowledge with us all. You truly are a Treasure.