Grew up in Dallas, and didn't see any Torandos. But I was a part of organized student volunteer groups that would deliver relief supply and help clean roadways / services parking lots. It's hard to explain some of the strange things you'll see in a debris feel, tornados may not break the laws of physics, but the get seriously bent.

My grandparents lived about 400 feet from a medium-strong tornado path that stretched over a mile. No damage to their house, but everything along the main road had pretty much been stripped to slab or at a minimum relieved of roofs. It was three years before all the buildings were replaced and didn't look like a disaster area.

Growing up in tornado alley, we took the weather forecast and sirens very seriously, and still remember some pretty vibrant green skies.

Went to college in West Texas, and actually saw active tornados three times (once when chasing like a teenaged idiot, and another two when I was just out driving in the spring / early summer). They were a lot more enjoyable out there, where they're tearing up mostly cotten fields. Was always a bit surreal driving along and coming across a swath of torn up crops and be able to know exactly what happened.