Last Saturday, March 31, 2007, my sister was visting St. Louis and had never been to Forest Park. We managed to survive one of the worst thunderstorms as we drove west on I-64. Wind had blow signs on to cars, visibility was frequently less than the end of the hood, and it was scary. In just a few minutes it quit, and we found ourselves in Forest Park where the red bud trees where in bloom.
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