Hurricane Andrew, 1992, in Miami. Obviously the worst of the 6 or 7 or so storms I've been through. Didn't sleep that night, just up, listening to the howling winds. Our house was on a large 200 feet deep lot, with power lines running across the middle of the backyard and 40ft/50ft tall Austrailian pines that lined the very back of the lot, on a small hill. All the neighbors on that side of the street had an identical setup. Of course they came down and took the power lines out, and actually the tallest one, was just short of coming down on the back of the house. Probably over 30 tree's counthing the neighboring lots, and we felt everyone come down, with a horredous thud.
Power was gone for over a week, one of our neighbors had a generator that we connected to, and used for our fridge. The backyard was a mess, though I was only a kid (7), so we had the best time ever climbing/playing on the downed trees. The house was built in the 60's, complete cinder blocks construction, with a concrete tile roof, so they was no damage to the house. Most of the neighbors were fine, some had their porches destroyed, and one had a tree hit the house.