Back in '95, we had been in our new home for about two weeks, still unpacking (car outside, moving boxes in garage). The sound of thousands of baseball-sized hailstones hitting the garage door as we sheltered in the basement was deafening. We ended up with a new roof, garage door, ridge vent gutters, and lots of vehicle damage. I think the total was over $35K. I kept a few of the hailstones in the freezer for a few years to show friends. One was a cluster of three or four golfball-sized spheres fused together into a grapefruit-sized cannonball.
It is a helpless feeling hearing everything getting destroyed.