Gillespie wasn't the end of it...
I live about 35 miles north west of Litchfield, Il, and was still awake at midnight, watching the lightning and listening to the wind roar as the storms moved over my place. I jumped up several times to check the wind gauge, which was clocking 40-45mph with gusts over 50, and at exactly midnight, that wind shrieked and hit the house with an audible thud that shook the entire building. I've never heard anything NEAR to the sound it made, brought me right out of bed (my bedroom being on the southwest corner of the house) flying to the middle. My husband and his buddy were also up and jumping, we could hear things outside breaking and then the power went out. The entire event lasted maybe 5 or 10 seconds, and the wind dropped back to a tolerable roar again. Looking out the window by lightning flashes we could see debris all across the yard and on into the field to the east.
The next morning, we found a 6" steel downspout that was bolted to the house in 4 places lying in the front yard, along with soffitt and fascia from the back and side of the house, some of it carried over a mile and half away. 6" and 8" branches were torn off and carried into my cousin's field, a door on the lee side of the barn had been sucked open and stuff stored inside was sucked out into the yard, a casement window on the lee side of the house was sucked open--ripped from the latching hardware. The dumpster had been pushed 7 feet through thick gravel, shingles ripped from the garage in sheets, and my steel garden wagon had been tossed and crushed. I found the yellow handle to my grandkid's Little Tykes wagon but still haven't found the wagon. A 3'x20' sheet of corrugated steel roofing landed half a mile away in the field. That actually came in quite handy, since I could toss all the other crap that was blown into the field onto it and drag a lot of it back home in one trip.
A half mile north, my cousin's machine shed roof was ripped off and thrown into his evergreen windbreak, which fortunately kept it from slicing through his house just on the other side of the trees. And the top third of his 90' Harvestor silo looks like a giant fist smashed it in, never saw anything less than a tornado crumple one of those babies. Another half-mile and a little northwest, the neighbor's very sturdy barn had the top half ripped off and dragged across the road in two separate debris trails for half a mile through my dad's field. My sister and I were able to track damage from this wind nearly 20 miles from my place east-northeast to Pana, Il, where it was declared an EF1, I believe, by the Lincoln NWS. The damage path was very narrow, 50-75 yards at most, and pretty spotty since it tracked mostly across bare, still unplanted farmland. And it blew through fast -- me, my cousin and our neighbor, none of us made it much more than out of bed before it was already done and over.
I've been offline until just this evening, and busy cleaning up, but I hope tomorrow to have a chance to get with the STL office and see if all these damages were reported. The neighbor's barn is across the county line road in the Lincoln CWA, and I'm pretty sure they diidn't report anything. Until then nothing's official, but nonetheless I'm unofficially absolutely positive we were nailed by at least a smallish tornado-- knocked on the damn door and I STILL didn't get to actually see it.