Wednesday, April 3, 1974. I was a student at Indiana State University in Terre Haute, Indiana. That afternoon a fellow floor resident in the dorm asked to borrow my vehicle to go home and return the next day. I was not sure of the exact reason, but I told Jim that I would be happy to drive him home, since my classes were all finished. He invited me to stay the evening at his parents home, in downtown Monticello. We drove through severe thunderstorms as we neared town. Jim noticed the tornado before us. Then, all hell broke loose and we watched as dust and debris flew every which way. It was as if someone had dropped a bomb on the town. His parents house had some minor damage, the neighborhood was not as lucky.
L&N Passing what was left of the former depot and scenes of the destruction.