It was six in the morning on Thursday, my husband was in the garage getting ready for work and I was still asleep. I was awakened by a thundering crack as the house shook. I jumped up and ran to the kitchen at the same time that my husband came running in from the garage. We ran into each in the hallway where I couldn't stop shaking. We assessed the noise and found our 100 foot maple tree in our backyard split in half and landed on our roof. We have a basket ball-sized hole in the roof. Not a fun way to wake up during this wintry storm.