When I was a little girl six years of age, we lived in an apartment in Ketchican Alaska.
There are times that Ketchican gets horrendous winds.
I was in the first grade and very small when one of those winds kicked up. I was trying to walk the few blocks home from school when the gale caught me and was blowing this wisp of a girl towards the on coming traffic in the street. Luckily I was by a pole, so I wrapped my little arms around it and hung on for dear life.
A kindly man named Tom Stack, seeing my peril, rescued me, and took me home to my mother.