Tornado Sadness

My sisters and I grew up in the Blackman community, and the road we took to get almost anywhere was Manson Pike. Over the past couple of years it has morphed and different parts have gotten different names, but there was a house on one particular stretch of that road that we loved...it looked just like a dollhouse. Here it is after the storms today (photos courtesy of dnj.com). I don't know why this is bothering me so much.