September 1947
Before hurricanes were named, one called the Fort Lauderdale Cyclone, hit Miami and traveled the Gulf Coast toward the Mississippi/Louisiana coast line. New Orleans was tumbled about and my world at Barnett Crossroads, Alabama got slammed with side winds.
I had started school at the first of the month as a first grader at A. D. Kelly in Wallace. I didn't know a hurricane from a rain storm. I did understand something different was coming for us as Daddy and Mama put everybody into the cotton patch to try and gather what hadn't been harvested by that time. Neighbors were ther...