Delbert Hendrix has kept an old tree limb for almost 44 years, and like most keepsakes, there’s a story behind it.
The branch isn’t much today — it’s withered significantly throughout the decades — but once upon a time it was Mother Nature’s projectile, a limb 6 inches thick and a foot long fired through a window “like a bullet.”
“We saved that (branch) for one reason,” said Hendrix, a retired 60-year-old East Prairie, Missouri, resident. “It’s a reminder of what happened. That was the nearest, the closest, we ever flirted with death.”