Strolling Alone In A Thunderstorm
Tuesday, April 14th, 2009 by MarkWhen I was a teenager, the rolling, rumbling drumbeat of an oncoming thunderstorm was a clarion call for me to run outside into the slashing water and the electric bolts and take in the random beauty of nature gone wild.
I did not believe lighting could strike me. I had not an iota of concern about [...]
