I learned about tornadoes at a young age, perhaps 5 or 6. It's one of my earliest memories. Fortunately, I did not experience the storm or destruction of our house. Events that plague mid-western states was one-time experience for me and the state in which I grew up...until recently.
I recall waking one Sunday morning to discover the yard strewn with debris. My parents explained that a tornado had twisted through Worcester, a city about 35 miles from our home. I knew about wind, but surely could not have been able to understand how pieces of houses could blow so far. There was no Weather Television, and Worcester did not rate a piece on the nightly national news, which I would not watch (preferring Howdy Dowdy, The Lone Ranger, and Roy Rogers).
Of course, I was forced to clean up the yard, which I surely must have hated. I had better things to do my youthful time...
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.