This post is a bit delayed but I thought better late than never.
I think this was around Oct. 26th. It was the night I woke up with my terrible stomach pain that kept me down all day and led to me getting my gallbladder removed.
Well, on the 26th of October, it was about 4:45 or 5am, somewhere in that time frame. I was sitting in our kitchen drinking my third glass of water after taking about 4 Tums. All of a sudden I heard this terrible screeching, crashing, banging sound. It only lasted about a second or two it seemed and then was over. My initial thought was "a plane crashed!", since that is how people describe the sound.
So I walked around the house peeking out the windows, but I didn't see anything, so I started thinking that maybe I just was hearing things. Well, about 10 minutes later I started hearing sirens. So that is when I thought, "something happened I guess".
Well the morning went on and Randi and the kids got around and left. About 8:30 I decided to see if I could even drive around the block or if the pain was going to be too much. I headed down to main street and there it was. Tons of highway patrol cars, police cars and fire trucks. Sure enough, something did happen. What that something was, was a big rig that didn't make the sharp turn on the Roff main street, hit a concrete barrier, flipped on its side and slide through a guys garage!! Here is a picture of it after they had it sitting back up. When I drove by it was still on its side though.

It was, and still is a big mess. They went ahead and finished tearing down the garage. Just in case people are like me and want to read the story, you can
read it here.