By Quin Mathews
Ever hear of Wandsworth Drive? How did Northaven get that canopy of Live Oaks? Read on…
This story is about tornadoes, but also about trees. It was near ground zero that I first heard of a “cyclone,” as it was called in the Wizard of Oz, a picture book version that Mrs. Biggerstaff read our class in 1956. We were the “Gremlins” class at the Mary Boswell School, a preschool and kindergarten in St. Luke’s Episcopal Church, just across from the fire station obliterated by the recent tornado and next to Preston Royal Shopping Center. We know what happened there.
When Mrs. Biggerstaff finished reading us the book, she announced to our delight that the Wizard would be on television that Saturday night. It was to be its first broadcast ever. Cyclone, tornado, whatever — it was all very exciting, and on April 2, 1957 my mother called me to our front porch. There I saw a real one, a long, stringy thing to the south, enormous. No one told me to go inside and take cover. We watched it and I saw hailstones for the first time. Somewhere in that storm, at least nine people died.
Today parts of North Dallas have been un-landscaped back to the past. (more…)