Uncle John Hit by Lightning

When we were back in the U.S., I had chance to visit with my Uncle John. It’s been at least a decade – or two – since I’d seen him last. Most of my memories of Uncle John involve seemingly preposterous tall tales, dubious sounding schemes, and supernatural encounters. Still, I always want to believe him.

This time, he had us laughing along with tales of his solitary life on a hilltop in the remote Arkansas back woods. He’s quite the raconteur, and this particular story ended with him getting struck by lighting*. The kicker was that he claimed to have a photo of it. At the exact moment the 50 mega-volt bolt of energy struck him, he happened to be holding a camera. And, he pushed the button.

Now, if you tell a story like this and claim to have a photo to prove it, then you’ve got to produce the photo lest you have some doubters. That was a month ago and I had completely forgotten about it.

Guess what just appeared in my Inbox.

If you want to know what it looks like to get hit by lighting, take gander.

Believe It, Or Not!

*this wasn’t the first time. And, my brother also claims to have been hit by lighting multiple times. There just may be something in the family genes. Bode and I have managed to avoid it so far.