Oh dear! I keep forgetting I’m not in Kansas…

A Pictorial Tour

Here’s a quick overview of the tour we’re going to take.  First a radar image of the tornado as it formed about 3:45 p.m.  that Sunday.

Moving in...

The arrow illustrates the path of the tornado through the town.

Moving through Goderich...
(Ignore the red dots... follow the streets.)

The devastation is especially pronounced as you walk along St. Patrick Street and West Street to the centre of town.  From the Square the tornado moved across Highway 21 (Victoria Street) and continued its destructive path with damage most evident along Park, St. David and Picton/Elgin Streets.  Here’s some walking music as we take our tour…

The tornado first makes landfall at the Sifto salt mine.

Damage at the salt mine (Sifto) as the tornado sweeps in...
View from the waterfront...

Along St. Patrick and West Streets…

Overlooking the street...
Salvaging what can be salvaged on St. Patrick...
Along West Street to the town's centre...

Moving into Courthouse Square…

Before and after...
Over twenty people in Coffee Culture (in the square) at the time of impact...

Continuing its path out from the square…

Goderich Grill and Burger Bar
Victoria Street United Church
Crossing Victoria Street to TDCanada Trust (for a withdrawl)...

To the other side of town…

Jeffrey's lumber yard...
Assessing the damage...
The water tower remained...
Maybe home doesn't look so bad by comparison...

Gems Among the Ruins

I’d like to finish with several words of thanks.  First to the crews who toiled ceaselessly to restore some degree of normalcy to the ravaged area of town.

Restoring power, removing debris...

To groups like the Mennonite Disaster Relief organization who cleared about a dozen felled trees (including one leaning against the house) on our neighbour’s property in a day at no cost.  To gracious individuals like Dennis, who politely asked if we needed any trees removed (while working at another neighbour’s house) and, with his chainsaw, dissected a tree on our property which had toppled over (two days after the tornado struck) and afterward refused any compensation.  To those who provided food, a hot shower and commiseration.

It’s Saturday morning… September 3rd and the Farmers’ Market (normally located in the Square) has determinedly reappeared in the parking lot across the road from us.

Across the road...
... a new harvest season in evidence.

Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.

                                                            Christopher Reeve

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2 thoughts on “Oh dear! I keep forgetting I’m not in Kansas…”

  1. Hello Bruce (and Jane), I appreciated your blog comments and pictures. What devastation! Although, I feel for those who have had their property destroyed to say nothing of injuries sustained but I am very glad that you are both safe.
    Lovingly, Aunt Alice

    1. Aunt Alice/Uncle Jim-

      Thanks for your note… at the time it all seemed unreal but we’re adjusting to the “new reality” and, fortunately, we don’t have major repairs to deal with. Hope all is well at your end… Jane says to say “hi”.

      Bruce

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