I graduated from Westmoore, the high school that got hit that day. They were having an end of year awards ceremony, and I was supposed to be there, but I didn't go, bc, who cares about shit like that? Ultimately was a good idea I skipped out, bc the parking lot ended up looking like a junkyard. All of those families of kids I went to school with whose homes got hit (my home didn't, we lived about a mile out of the way of the path, thankfully) committed insurance fraud and got all of this baller ass shit to go with their nice new baller ass houses, and a couple of years later another big tornado came through on almost the exact same path and knocked a bunch of them down again.