If you grew up in Oregon after the Columbus Day storm, that meant you had to listen to endless stories about the storm which got more and more outlandish as the years went by. I heard about hundreds of deaths, neighborhoods flattened, lakes drained of their contents leaving nothing but flopping fish, planes swatted out of the sky like toys, cattle found dead miles from their fields, etc. etc.
My favorite: one man in Medford told me a mother lost her baby when it was blown out of her arms into the sky, never to be seen again. 😯