For me, it was Dennis Brindell Fradin's
Disaster! Tornadoes; it had considerable company, though.
There was one called
Tornado Alert — I can't remember the author, but it was factual but only illustrated with paintings, which were all pretty cool.
There was another one called
Tornado!, by Jules Archer, and this one had a photo of the 1979 Seymour, TX, tornado, that honestly scared me —
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Well, look at it! It's
terrifying!
Another treasured volume was Sally Lee's
Predicting Violent Storms, which a library I frequent came to sell . . . naturally, I snapped it up.
Seymour Simon's
Storms was a beautiful, almost coffee-table book (for kids, though). Lots of great, huge pictures.
Above all was A.B.C. Whipple's
Storm. The nice thing was that the library who had it didn't limit how may times you could renew a book. Therefore, I kept it out for about two years, probably.
The only thing was, all these books were in varying degrees of datedness and oversimplification when I borrowed them (1993–5), so it wasn't until about the end of the '90s that I foun out TOTO wasn't a viable device, and neither was opening windows before a tornado. Oh, and that it wasn't any old thunderstorm that would spawn a tornado. (I must say, I conceded
that one with some disappointment.)
I can also never forget the first time I saw an ad for the TVC videos, in a 1994
Earth magazine — that was, literally, my pinnacle of existence for a few years, to GET THEM!! Somehow! Maybe . . .
It wasn't all this that sparked my interest in the first place, I should say — I owe a rather beautiful hailstorm when I was four for that — but it certainly vaulted my interest into an epic, furiously rotating obsession.