It was the morning of August 10, 2020, and 12-year-old Addie Winter was helping to pack her grandparents’ van. She’d spent the weekend with her family at a lake cabin and was preparing for the drive back home to Gilbert, a small city in central Iowa. Addie, her 15-year-old brother Carter, three cousins, and grandparents had planned to spend their last day of vacation tubing on the lake. But at around 10 a.m., the anticipation of a fun day in the sun suddenly vanished. Menacing, low-lying clouds appeared in the western sky. Addie’s grandma Carol said, “There’s a storm coming, and we’ve got to beat it.”
It was the morning of August 10, 2020. Twelve-year-old Addie Winter was helping to pack her grandparents’ van. She’d spent the weekend with her family at a lake cabin. Addie, her 15-year-old brother Carter, three cousins, and grandparents were preparing to drive back home to Gilbert, a small city in central Iowa. They had planned to spend their last day of vacation tubing on the lake. But at around 10 a.m., they suddenly knew they wouldn’t have a fun day in the sun. Dark, low-lying clouds appeared in the western sky. Addie’s grandma Carol said, “There’s a storm coming, and we’ve got to beat it.”