I've seen only one tornado in my lifetime, and I honestly didn't know what it was. April 3, 1974, Louisville, and my college pals and I watched a tornado from about a mile away, as it tore through Louisville, on its way to Indiana. We didn't see a funnel cloud, but a greenish sky that was eerie. The WHAS-840 traffic-copter pilot followed it, and saved countless lives by warning folks to get out of its way. He even landed, fueled up, and took off again.

Classes had been canceled, and I didn't know it was a tornado, until I got in my car to head home. We were fortunate, that it bypassed our little city. But folks on the east-side of Louisville weren't so lucky, and the tornado absolutely ravaged a beautiful city park. It eventually crossed the Ohio River and went through southern Indiana.