Got knocked to my knees once running to get in the house when lighting struck a pine right next to my patio. Later that evening I kept smelling something burnt. The ball on top of my white cap I had been wearing was burnt. Don’t know if that saved my live or put me that much closer to death. Ever since then I don’t play with lightning. A young man and woman hitch hiking around the same time were blown out of their shoes seeking shelter under a big oak where my grandparents lived in emelle. Lightning doesn’t play
