The tornados that came through Indiana last Friday night were enough to pretty much
wipe the town of Whiteland, a southern exurb of Indy, half off the map and killed three people in Sullivan County out on the Illinois border. The next day saw straight-line winds gusting near fifty here in Broad Ripple all day long. When I walked to lunch, I did so down the middle of the street because I didn't want to get pithed like a frog by a falling limb.
The debris is nowhere cleaned up in Whiteland, and here we go again.
It's 70-some degrees on this side of the front; unseasonably warm for this time of year. Drive an hour and a half west and the temperature is ten degrees colder and falling fast. That's a recipe for another round of serious convective activity.
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