I got a phone call today telling me that my first home (well, the first one I owned 10% of) was wiped out by a tornado last night. The detached garage is still there, but only two walls of my house are still standing. I'm supposed to get pictures soon and I'll show them if I can.
It was the only house I've ever really loved.
Also very glad I don't live there anymore...for the first time in say, eight years.
Also the reason that when they blew the sirens tonight, I woke my four children and made them sprint for the basement.