On February 16, 1995, I watched through the rain and lightening as a tornado passed within 500 feet of my house. Later I learned that six people lost their lives along its path of destruction. On the Sunday following this tragedy, our church had a memorial service for the victims and survivors. During this service, a photographer captured an image that I will cherish as long as I live. In his earnestness to capture the mood of the service he…
