Erin Sullivan covers a tornado: Paul Lilley was dialing a neighbor Monday to tell him bad weather was coming their way when he heard a terrible rumble, looked out his window and saw a tornado bearing down.
The black funnel, spewing bits of shingles and debris, crossed the seventh green of the golf course across the street and headed for him.
He screamed to his wife to get in the bathtub. He ran in and jumped on top of her and waited.
The shrieking winds lasted only a few seconds.
Lilley went outside and saw someone's back porch in his yard. Shingles on his house were missing, but that was about all.
Others weren't so lucky.
The 11:30 a.m. twister ripped through the Eagles Nest neighborhood of the…
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