I was on a school bus when the May 6, 1975 tornado hit Omaha. I was in Council Bluffs, but it was plenty scary over there as well. A big branch fell on top of the bus, and then a tree fell over in the road, and we had to detour. When we got to the stop, my mom was waiting with our wagon, and the hail hit: It was like a bunch of hammers were hitting the top of the car.
In those pre-cable days, with only three channels, there wasn't all the weather hype. I think that all the radio stations just put on a "we're all going to die" tape with emergency instructions on it and went to the basement as well.
For all the havoc, only three people died: An elderly deaf lady, a fast food worker and - ahem, people - a storm watcher. But we knew several people who had their homes destroyed or severely damaged.