WOODWARD — Before Wilma Nelson went to bed last Saturday, she had everything ready in case of a bad storm.
Arranged in a walk-in closet in her home of 47 years was a chest filled with nonperishable food, bottled water, Kleenex, toilet paper, scissors, pliers, a can opener, a whistle, three flashlights and extra batteries. Her cellphone and glasses were on a bedside table, and Sugar, a beige-spotted cocker spaniel, was nearby.
The tough, tiny 87-year-old was half-awake, listening to a weather radio when a tornado was spotted. It was five to seven miles away from Woodward and moving fast.
Nelson had survived alone before. She hid under a table during Oklahoma's deadliest tornado, which struck April 9, 1947 — killing 116 people in Oklahoma alone and influencing the creation of the tornado watch and warning program in 1953.
So when the sirens sounded this time, Nelson got out of bed in her pajamas and dashed into the closet, not bothering to put on her robe and house shoes. She tried to persuade Sugar to come with her, but the dog went in another direction.
“I barely got the door shut when it hit,” she said.
It was as if a bomb went off, Nelson said, and she felt pain in her ears. A wall panel fell on her head, and she could see the sky and feel the air above her on Robin Drive.
“I just tried to stay as calm as I could,” she said.
Afterward, as neighbors called for “Ms. Wilma,” she shined one of the flashlights, and they helped her out of the closet.
“I'm just a tough old coot,” she said. “I'm just pretty tough. I've just had to learn to be strong. If life deals you lemons, you make lemonade, that's my philosophy, and you do whatever you have to do and you take it on the chin ... and if good things come, you rejoice.”