If you haven't been in the middle of a big storm on the Atlantic Ocean, with waves the size of hockey areans, it's hard to explain what it's like, but it's something you'll never forget.
It's kinda the most exhilarating thing you'll ever go thru while also being the most terrifying, if that makes any sense
As for Hurricane Hazel, I was also 7 years old and remember it very well, although we lived in the east end of town while the major damage and 83 deaths occurred in the west end around the Humber River valley.
We lived down by Lake Ontario near Ashbridges Bay but my folks had just built a new home at Leslie & Lawrence in Don Mills and that was the day we were moving into the new home. I remember very vividely seeing the movers carrying our furniture out to the truck and everytime they set something light down on the sidewalk it would take off. Good thing we had lots of friends on the street cause they were all kept busy chasing our belongings around the nieborhhood.
Funny memories for me as a child but very tragic for thousands of other Torontonians.