Quck memory of the Columbus Day Storm. I was 9 years old and living in Milwaukie, Oregon, listening to KISN on the car radio while eating McDonalds in the car. We noticed the wind picking up. Then the Golden Arches blew over in front of our car, and my mother decided this was no ordinary storm. So we drove home, but on the way witnessed roofs blowing off, trees down, power lines down and snaking in the street. Once home, there was no power. We went to the basement with a transistor radio to listen to KEX and newsman Jim Howe, who was giving advisories about the storm. Amazingly, while there were downed trees and destruction all around us, my haystack in the back yard, which was stood on end for archery practice, remained standing the next morning.