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Tusc aloosa
On April 27 the most devastating tornado in Alabama history cut nearly a mile-wide swath through the university town,
killing 41. Crimson Tide athletes, haunted by the storm and its aftermath, work to heal a community that has always
cheered them on as they try to put their own lives back together By Lars Anderson |Photog ra ph s by Si mon Bru t y

Disaster scene
The Forest Lake
located just south
of campus, mirrors
the destruction
throughout the city.

tornado was nearby, but he saw nothing. harmed—though it took days of frantic texting and e-mailing to
bryant-denny A few seconds later his cellphone bleated. verify that as cellphones and Internet connections failed throughout
stadium It was his grandfather, Jim Cartledge, call- Alabama—but the storm continues to swirl inside of them, deepen-
One of more than
60 tornadoes to hit ing from Hoover, Ala. “Carson, you need to ing their emotional scars.
Alabama, the EF-4
level twister passed
take cover now!” “The tornado cut a six-mile path through here that was a half
a half mile south of “Yes, sir,” Carson replied. mile to a mile wide,” says Tuscaloosa mayor Walt Maddox as he
campus at 190 mph. Tinker and Holley ran inside. What they looks at the ruins of a grocery store where his mother took him
couldn’t see was that a few miles to the west shopping as a boy. “Fifteen thousand people here were in the path
of their house, the most powerful long-track tornado ever in Alabama, of this thing. The enormity of it all can swallow you.”
an EF-4 level twister with winds of 190 mph, was bearing down on The most iconic structure in the state, Bryant-Denny Stadium,
them at 55 mph. Quickly the four students and the two dogs wedged looms in the distance, dominating the battered T-town skyline. The
themselves into a walk-in closet in Estis’s bedroom. Tinker wrapped tornado passed just a half mile south of the campus. “If it hits us,”
his 6' 1", 220-pound frame around Harrison. “We’re going to be O.K.,” says Anthony Grant, the Crimson Tide men’s basketball
he said softly into her ear. coach, “this place would have been shut down for several

The tornado hit 611 25th Street with cruel directness. Cowering years. Who knows? Maybe longer.”
in the closet, crouched on the floor, Tinker held Harrison tight. As Tuscaloosa is among the most sports-obsessed cities in
t 5:30 a.m. on April 27 in Tuscaloosa, Ala., in a four- the winds roared—“It sounded like there was an F-18 in the front America—greetings of “Roll Tide” are as common here
bedroom, two-bathroom house at 611 25th Street, yard,” Estis would later say—they could hear the walls creak. “I’m as a simple “hello.” Athletics will play a special role in
Carson Tinker was awakened by thunder. When he scared, Carson,” Harrison said. rebuilding it, brick by brick, life by life. “We can create
peered through his window that faced west, he saw “It’s going to be O.K.,” Tinker shouted as the house began to a psychological escape for the people of this town,” says
flashes of lightning fracture the dark Southern sky. disintegrate. “It’s going to be O.K., Ashley.” Nick Saban, Alabama’s football coach. “They have a great
The bolts held his eyes. Just then Tinker was sucked out of the closet, catapulted into passion for sports, and we’ll be there for them.”
That morning Tinker, 21, a junior and Ala- the air like a rock by a giant slingshot and thrown 100 yards into

bama’s starting long snapper, attended class the field he loved so much. He blacked out, concussed, and when he grainy images flickered on the concrete wall of the cavernous
and then picked up his girlfriend of 11 months, he opened his eyes moments later he couldn’t recognize anything. Alabama National Guard armory in Northport, five miles north-
Ashley Harrison, a senior honors student. The The oak trees had vanished; west of Bryant-Denny. Across the floor were rows of cots, where
two returned to Tinker’s house for lunch, eating leftover ham- the house was a pile of rubble 611 25th street hundreds of National Guardsmen and Guardswomen—mostly from
Long snapper Tinker
and-potato salad that Harrison had cooked for Easter three on the other side of the road. Alabama—had slept since the tornado ripped through Tuscaloosa.
(opposite) was flung,
days earlier then settled into the living room couch to watch Ashley was gone. along with Harrison A unit from Mobile was relaxing—sleeping, reading, listening
The NeverEnding Story. The movie soon bored Tinker, so he took In a suddenly perfect si- (near right) and most to iPods or watching highlights of Crimson Tide football projected
of his house, across
his dog, Josie, a German shepherd mix, and Harrison’s dog, B, lence, Tinker wa ndered the street and into a on to the wall. In one clip, ’Bama was scoring a touchdown against
a black Lab, to a large, grassy field across the street. Tinker hit around the field. He had a field (below). Auburn; in another Bear Bryant was prowling the sideline; in

“Fifteen thousand
people were in the
path of this thing,”
Says Maddox.
“The enormity of it all
can swallow you.”
golf balls; the dogs fetched. This field was one of Tinker’s favorite broken right wrist, gashes in his head and a large cut on his right 238 people were killed by more than 60 tornadoes that ravaged the another the Tide was winning the 2009 national title. Sweet Home
places in Tuscaloosa. Framed by towering oaks, he felt at peace; ankle. His body moved in slow motion, but with a sense of urgency. state on April 27.) But these raw numbers can’t begin to account Alabama played in the background in a seemingly endless loop.
Da rrel l Wa l k er / U T H M / I co n SMI ( T in k er in u nif o rm)

aside from the occasional bark, the only sound was the wind “Ashley, where are you?” he screamed. “Ashley!” for the damage. Nearly every resident in the town of 90,000 has “The troops here are tired,” said Staff Sgt. Greg Stocks, 54,
co u r t e s y o f th e h a rris o n fa mily (H a rris o n)

strumming the leaves. He often called his time in the field with For at least 10 minutes, before his roommates, who were mostly trouble sleeping, and when they do close their eyes and drift away, a native of Fayette, Ala. “We put in long hours, 12-hour shifts.
the dogs “one of the highlights of my day.” unharmed, found him help, Tinker stumbled in circles, searching most are tormented by please-God-wake-me nightmares. I went through Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, and this is as bad
Tinker returned to the house an hour later. After showering he for the girl that he had been with almost every day for the past I live in Birmingham and from my front porch saw the same as it gets. It’s a horrendous tragedy. But hearing that music and
www.twit v m ( to rn a d o);

saw that Ashley and his two roommates—Alan Estis and Payton year. “Ashley,” he screamed, “where are you?” twister that decimated Tuscaloosa pass five miles to the north. De- seeing those highlights lifts us up. This is Roll Tide country. Like
Holley—were riveted to the television. A weatherman declared bris with Tuscaloosa markings—letters, business cards, ­pictures—fell most of the people in here, I’ve been an Alabama fan since even

in a raised voice that a tornado was tearing toward Tuscaloosa. ow do you tell the story of the deadliest tornado in the history in my neighborhood, which is 60 miles from T-town. My dreams, before I was born.”
Tinker and Holley stepped onto their front porch, gazing up- of Alabama? As of Sunday, 41 were confirmed dead—including too, have been haunted by the images of destruction and despair As Stocks spoke he looked into a far corner of the drill hall, and
ward, searching for a funnel cloud. All they saw was a dark spring six students from the University of Alabama—and hundreds I’ve seen in Tuscaloosa, where I taught a sportswriting class at what he saw caused a smile to stretch across his sunburned face:
sky. Tinker had planned to move to a neighbor’s basement if a injured in Tuscaloosa and Tuscaloosa County alone. (A total of the university this spring. None of my 14 students were physically A former Alabama football player had just entered the room. The

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player shook hands, posed for pictures, signed tan-colored patrol ing to process what he had just seen. What he didn’t know—but of mud. She had no time. Gripped with fear, Hoffman pounded
caps. Then he did something that caused all 150 troops in the room would learn later—was that three bodies lay on the mall’s roof, on the door of a first-floor apartment in her complex, number 104,
to lean in close: He shared his story. thrown there by the storm. screaming for help. No one answered. Still being slammed by
“You couldn’t have made a tornado that big even in the movies,” says debris, she crouched in the door frame, put her purse over her

t 5:10 p.m. on April 27, Javier Arenas, like many Tuscaloosa Arenas, standing in front of what remains of his house 10 days after head and scrunched herself into the smallest ball she could. The
residents, was watching the local news as the emergency the tornado, the putrid smell of dead animal and rotten food heavy wind blew so hard that the stones in her stud earrings flew away.
sirens blared. Arenas, a senior punt returner and defensive in the air. “Afterward everyone was walking around like zombies. Insulation battered her eyes and mouth as the tornado slashed
back on ’Bama’s national title team in 2009, was a rookie for the It’s hard. I’m trying to get my head together. It’s going to take time.” through her building.
Kansas City Chiefs last year after being drafted in the second round. A day after the tornado struck, Arenas drove 11 hours to his home Three miles away, Hughes was horrified when he heard news
Like many former Crimson Tide players, he lives in T-town in the in Kansas City, wanting to leave the destruction and heartache reports that 15th and McFarland had been hit hard. He needed
off-season because, he says, “it’s where I’ve experienced the best behind. But he couldn’t. So he steered his 2008 black Denali to to make sure his girlfriend was alive. He left his apartment, but
memories of my life. a Sam’s Club, purchased quickly got stuck in traffic. A mile and a half from where Hoff-
“This will always be home to me,” says Arenas, a native of Tampa $1,600 worth of necessi- 1509 6th Avenue man had crouched in a door, he hopped out of his car and began
who set an SEC record for punt return touchdowns (seven) in ’09. ties—bottled water, baby Signs of the storm mark the doorway sprinting toward her apartment. “It was easily the fastest I’ve
“Alabama football is a religion here. We don’t have any professional food, toothpaste—and in which Hoffman, the top gymnast at ever run,” says Hughes. When he arrived, the facade of the com-
the NCAA championships, crouched
teams. You can walk into any living room in the state and they’ll returned the next day to during the twister, while signs of the plex was virtually gone and Hoffman was nowhere to be found.
have either an Alabama logo or an Auburn logo. The devotion of Tuscaloosa. He tweeted city’s resiliency are evident nearby. In the midst of his desperate search, Hughes stepped on a nail,
the fans is unlike anything I’ve ever seen anywhere.” that he would be giving puncturing the bottom of his right foot. When he heard from a
Arenas was alone in his living room at 1427 Gardenia Avenue, away his supplies outside friend that another tornado was coming, Hughes ran another
just two blocks from the intersection of 15th Street and McFarland of a mall on McFarland mile to Coleman Coliseum and sought shelter in the track-and-
Boulevard, which residents would soon refer to as Ground Zero. Boulevard, and within field locker room, located in the basement. His foot was a bloody
A TV weatherman said that the tornado was blowing through minutes, hundreds of mess, his sock now red.
downtown, four miles from Arenas’s three-bedroom house. Then homeless tornado victims Breathing heavy, frightened, Hughes had a trainer patch up his
he looked out the window, and what he saw left him breathless: surrounded his SUV. foot. Minutes later the all-clear was given and Hughes sprinted
There, less than a quarter mile away, was the twister, barreling “I never realized that back to Hoffman’s apartment, his foot throbbing with every
straight toward him. as a former Alabama foot- stride. He pounded on doors. No one answered. He ran to another
Immediately he called a childhood friend, Stephen Adkins, ball player, I can bring a complex. “Is Kayla Hoffman here?” he yelled into one apartment
who was traveling on his baseball team’s bus in Georgia. “I can smile to someone’s face after the next. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, he found her
see it!” Arenas yelled. just by hugging them,” in the apartment of another gymnast. Hoffman
“Stay calm,” replied Adkins. “Go to your bathroom and get in says Arenas. “That’s why was bloodied—she had suffered a six-inch cut
the tub. Do it now!” I’ve been going to see the on her right calf and had even found a piece
As Arenas sprinted to his bathroom, Adkins stayed on the phone; National Guard guys. I’m of glass four-by-two inches long lodged in her
he could hear the wind start to blow through the house. A moment just trying to brighten sports bra—but alive. The two embraced, tears
later, as Arenas clutched the side of the bathtub with all his strength, their days.” leaking from their eyes. “I just couldn’t let go
he told his friend, “I think my car just of Michael,” Hoffman says. “I thought I was
blew into my living room.” Then the
phone cut out. Athletes have been fixtures in the That afternoon she received dozens of congratulatory
texts, voicemails and tweets. Around 4 p.m. she jogged
going to die. I was almost sure of it. And seeing
him was like nothing I’ve ever experienced.”
“I’ve known Javier since we were six
years old and I’ve never heard him so most desperate areas, handing around campus with her boyfriend of three years, Michael
Hughes, a decathlete on the Alabama track team. Then
The two then walked out onto 15th Street and
looked toward campus. The sun was setting now,
scared,” says Adkins. “I was in complete
panic. I probably called him 100 times out water and food, and listening Hughes drove to his apartment in Northport, a mile north
of Tuscaloosa, and Hoffman went to her second-floor
blushing the western sky pink. In the distance
Hoffman saw the silhouettes of mangled metal,
in the next hour.”
Arenas prayed in his bathtub. Please
God let it be over. Please let it be over. . . .
to stories of survival and loss. off-campus apartment at 1509 6th Avenue, which sits a
football field away from 15th and McFarland.
She showered. Moments after finishing, she lost power in her
broken trees, splintered houses and rubble piled
15 feet high. Arms around each other, their eyes still dewy, Hughes
said softly to his girlfriend, “It’s gone. It’s just all gone.”

F r a n k Ja n sk y/S o uth c reek G lo ba l / ZU M A PRE S S .co m (H o f f m a n co mpe tin g)

And then it was. The tornado passed. Arenas, his heart jackham- “I can’t emphasize enough how much seeing Javier boosts the apartment. Hoffman heard warning sirens, but thought little of

mering, walked outside. Several houses in his neighborhood morale of everyone here,” says Sergeant Stocks, watching Arenas it; they had gone off dozens of times in recent weeks and every t 5:08 p.m. on April 27, Josh Rosecrans, a catcher and relief
were flattened. A few women ran down his street screaming. sign more autographs. “I guess you could say that’s the power of one proved to be a false alarm. But as she dressed she received a pitcher on the Alabama baseball team, peered out a window.
He meandered, as if in a dreamlike fog, to his favorite place Alabama football during this unprecedented event in this state.” text from a teammate who lived in a ground-floor apartment only He lived at 308 17th Street East, near a small lake that was less
on 15th Street, a Smoothie King, where he had always stopped 200 yards away: Hurry, come here. It’s coming. It’s huge. than two miles from Bryant-Denny Stadium, and his eyes bulged at

after his workouts. The building looked as if a fist from the sky ayla Hoffman may have been the happiest student on the Ala- Hoffman grabbed a hairbrush and stuffed nail-polish remover what he saw: The tornado was on the other side of the water, ripping
had reached down and smashed it. But as he walked closer to bama campus on the afternoon of April 27. Eleven days earlier and cotton balls in her purse—she had hoped to do her nails while up power lines, causing sparks of blue light to pop in the black sky.
where the Smoothie King had stood 10 minutes earlier, he heard in Cleveland, Hoffman, a 5' 1", 120-pound senior, had led the waiting out the storm—and rushed down her stairs. She walked Immediately, he called his father, Levi, in Edmond, Okla. “What
two women buried in the store’s rubble, begging to be rescued. Crimson Tide to the NCAA women’s gymnastics title. On the final day into the suddenly cool late afternoon and started to run to her do I do?” he asked.
As Arenas drew closer to help, he was overcome by the noxious of competition, Hoffman had the routine of her life, earning a 9.95 teammate’s apartment. After taking three or four steps Hoffman “Get a mattress now and get into the tub,” his father said. “Now!”
smell of gas. He ran to a fireman, told him of the women, and on the floor exercise—the highest score in the team competition at looked up: The nearly mile-wide tornado was right in front of her. Rosecrans and his roommate, pitcher Nate Kennedy, hurried to a
within minutes they were pulled to safety. ­nationals—as Alabama edged UCLA for the championship. Then, on Several cars were flying through the air not more than 30 feet away. bathroom that was in the center of their three-bedroom house and
Not knowing where to go, Arenas then walked to a mall, which the morning everything changed in T-town, Hoffman was named win- She turned to run to back to her apartment, but she was pum- pulled a mattress on top of them. Taped on the bathroom mirror
seemed to be untouched. He sat on a curb for nearly an hour, try- ner of the Honda Award, given to the top female gymnast in Division I. meled by flying objects: glass shards, pieces of wood, rocks, clumps was a piece of paper with the Biblical passage Psalm 121: 7: The

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Lord will protect you from all harm; He will t’s been two weeks since the Tuscaloosa tor-
protect your life. nado struck. In the field across from where
The two jumped into the bathtub. Their Carson Tinker’s house once stood are three
ears popped. Then the storm hit, the shrieking small wooden crosses marking where the wind
wind as loud as a jet engine. “Nate, there went had left the three victims of 611 25th Street—
the roof,” Rosecrans yelled, holding on to the one for Tinker’s dog, one for Harrison’s dog
mattress with all his might as Kennedy lay on and one for Harrison. Her body was found on
top of him in the fetal position, also gripping the morning of April 28. She died of a broken
the mattress. “Hang on, man, just hang on.” neck, with barely a mark on her.
For 30 seconds mud sprayed everywhere, About 100 yards from the three crosses some-
even flying into the bathtub and covering the one has nailed a crimson-and-white University of
two players. “This could be it for us,” Rose- Alabama flag to the trunk of a tree that had been
crans said. “If we go out, we go out together.” split in half. Brandon Gibson, a rising senior wide
Then, a few seconds later . . . silence. Rose- receiver, is standing close to that flag fluttering
crans poked his head out: Their house had in the warm spring breeze. He was one of several
crumbled—the only walls left were those of Tide football players to search for survivors in
the bathroom they were in—and Rosecrans the immediate hours after all hell was unleashed
could see the sky. “Oh, my God,” Rosecrans on Tuscaloosa. Surveying what’s left of Tinker’s
said. “Everything is gone.” house—a few bricks, a few books on the ground,
The two lifted themselves out of the bathtub—the Biblical pas- a lawn chair—his voice cracks as he speaks.
sage was still taped to the mirror—and ran through their decimated “You look at Carson’s place and you wonder
neighborhood, checking to see if anyone was injured. They heard a how he’s still alive,” he says. “Ashley was such
male voice shout, “I’m over here.” The players sprinted to the voice a wonderful girl, beautiful, always smiling, the
and for several minutes pulled wood and debris from a shattered kind of girl you wanted to be around. I look up
house. They reached their neighbor; he was drenched in blood from to Carson. He’s such a positive guy and he’s so
a head wound. They rushed him to a nurse strong. I go up against him every day in practice
who was in the area; she took the man to a
hospital, where he survived. “Nate, there went the roof,” 308 17th
Street East
around town for a few days helping
people remove trees from their homes
because I have to block the long snapper, and he’s just damn tough. But
all of us athletes are going to have to be tough in the next few months.
The next day Rosecrans and Kennedy
walked to the house of teammate Jon Kelton, rosecrans yelled, holding on to Pitchers Rosecrans
(6, and above, left)
and Kennedy helped
and yards. A nd hordes of athletes
from every sport have been fixtures
We can help carry this community. We can give them something to be
proud of, give them something that can bring us together as one. We
who lived less than two miles away. Several
oak trees more than 150 years old and 70 feet the mattress with all his might. a neighbor after their
house was destroyed.
in the most desperate areas, handing
out water and food, and—most sig-
are going to be there for them, and we are going to work our butts off
for the people of Tuscaloosa. We’re going to help bring this place back.”

“Hang on, man, just hang on.”

Saban (below) has urged
tall were strewn across his yard, but Kelton his team to be more than nificant—simply listening to stories “I’m just one story,” said Tinker, as he limped down a hallway in
was uninjured. As the hours passed, more just football players. of survival and loss. Bryant-Denny Stadium last week. He’s rehabbing with Dr. James
baseball players arrived at Kelton’s damaged So far the athletic department has Andrews in Birmingham. He will be physically healed this fall, but
house, all helping to remove debris. Eleven days after the white dress was recovered, on a mild, sunny donated more than $1 million to the not even he knows where he’ll be emotionally. “Soon I’m going to
Three other towering oaks had fallen on the house across the afternoon in Tuscaloosa, Rosecrans recorded the final two outs in relief effort. But more money w ill go visit a 10-year-old kid who lost his mom, dad and sister in the
street from Kelton’s, killing the three students inside. With nearly Alabama’s 9–0 win over LSU. The crowd of 4,019 at Sewell-Thomas undoubtedly pour into Tuscaloosa tornado,” he says. “Think about that. There have been just so many
the entire Alabama baseball team standing in Kelton’s yard, the thundered as the team surrounded Rosecrans on the pitcher’s when the Crimson Tide football team people affected by this thing. It snuck up on us so fast. All we had
family of a female victim arrived. mound. Here, for a few sweet moments, all felt normal in T-town. hosts Kent State for the Sept. 3 season time for was to run to the closet. We had no warning.”
Kelton approached, offering condolences. “Is there anything we opener—an event fans in T-town start Three days after the tornado Tinker’s mother, Debbie, pushed

can help you find in the house?” he asked. ick Saban stood in front of his players in a lounge at the Mal anticipating the minute the previous him in a wheelchair down a hall in the DCH medical center in
Am el i a J. B r ac k in / UA Ath l e ti c s (R osec r a n S); B en Ada ms / UA Ath l e ti c s (K en n edy )
“There is a white dress that we’d like to have,” the mother, chok- Moore football complex two days after the tornado, his voice season ends. “When people come to Tuscaloosa. He wanted to leave his room for a few minutes and
ing back tears, told Kelton. “We’d like to bury her in it. Could you thick with emotion. “I know you all have seen a lot of things that game, if they haven’t been here get a snack from a vending machine. He knew that Ashley was
help us find it?” in the last few days and if you have any issues, come see us,” since the tornado, they’ll see that this gone and he was suffering from nightmares, but his identity as an
The 15 baseball players formed a line that stretched from the Saban said. “I’ve found through the years that professional help community will need a lot of support Alabama football player was still intact. He was wearing a crimson-
remains of the house to the street, picking up garments, books—any- can get you through major things. But we’ve also got to support for a long time,” Saban says. “Hope- colored Alabama T-shirt. Before Tinker and his mother reached
thing salvageable—and then handing it down the line and giving it the community. We can’t just be a team for them on Saturdays. fully, an indirect thing—a football the machine, a female hospital employee approached.
to the parents. Minutes later Nathan Kilcrease, a pitcher, pulled out The fans are with us in the best of times, and we have to be with game—will lead to a direct thing: more help for Tuscaloosa.” “Roll Tide,” she said.
the white dress. He gave it to the woman’s mother. them in the worst of times. Just by your presence and being with The night of the tornado Saban hosted a dozen confused, fear- “Roll Tide,” Tinker replied.
“Thank you so much,” she said, tears running down her cheek. them, you can help people.” stricken students at his home in Northport. His daughter, Kristen, “We’ve got a lot to look forward to this fall,” the employee told
“Thank you.” And hundreds of athletes have. Grant, the men’s basketball is a Phi Mu—and a sorority sister of Ashley Harrison’s. All through Tinker. “A whole lot.”
“I wish I could have gone my entire life without having to coach, has worked on rooftops all around Tuscaloosa repairing the night, Harrison’s friends huddled in the Sabans’ living room And just then at DCH, where nearly 1,000 residents were treated
do something like that,” Kilcrease said as he sat in the players’ damage. Courtney Upshaw, a linebacker, signed thousands of texting, calling and sending messages on Facebook, trying to for tornado-related injuries, Carson Tinker did something that
Ga ry B o gd o n (S a ba n)

lounge at Sewell-Thomas Stadium on campus last week. “But all autographs to raise $25,000 for tornado victims. Carlos Taborga, determine if she was O.K. Even as the morning sun rose over a he’ll never forget, something that he hadn’t done since the nearly
we want to do is help. And maybe through baseball we can put a tennis player from La Paz, Bolivia, has spent hours acting radically changed Tuscaloosa, the young women continued to reach 200 mph winds ripped apart his life and the lives of almost every­
a smile, if only for a few hours, on people’s faces and make them as an interpreter for Temporary Emergency Services. Barrett out to their friend. Saban joined them at 5:30 a.m., taking a seat one in Tuscaloosa.
forget the heartache.” Jones, a 6' 5", 311-pound offensive lineman, lugged a chain saw in a reclining chair. They prayed for the best. He smiled. ±

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