April 10, 1979 I was a freshman in high school and an amateur photographer and weather buff. The storms had been brewing to the west all day (typical April afternoon weather in that part of the country) so I hurried up with my paper route and ran home and climbed onto the roof to watch the weather. For reference, look at that map linked below ; our house was right on the north edge of the green band, right at the “H” in "Western Hills". Our house happened to be pretty much at the current most-west edge of town - there was almost no development to the west except for some factories far off - so I had an unobstructed view of the prairie/scrubland that direction. I was watching to the west as the storm rolled through, clouds low, black, and harsh, and it seemed like the far back edge of the storm was about to move past us and clear. Suddenly, that whole area of the clouds started moving BACKWARDS (westward). When they got a few miles (~5?) west of us an area about ...
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