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There are very few of them in western WA, however. Maybe you should head to the west coast.
Trust me, I have been seriously thinking of moving to Seattle in the future. I have a friend who lives out there and he says that even though the storms are few and far between there, when there is thunder it's LOUD! We was talking on the phone a couple of months ago and I heard the thunder in the background and I was like "wow!" Even he was terrified. LOL!
I've never heard any thunder (in the five years I've lived here) that compared to the storms I experienced in the Midwest. And when it does happen here, it's only a couple of booms -- long enough to get excited and say "Was that thunder? Are we actually going to have a thunderstorm?" and it's gone. No light show, no downpour. Just weird random thunder.
I've never heard any thunder (in the five years I've lived here) that compared to the storms I experienced in the Midwest. And when it does happen here, it's only a couple of booms -- long enough to get excited and say "Was that thunder? Are we actually going to have a thunderstorm?" and it's gone. No light show, no downpour. Just weird random thunder.
What part of the Midwest did you live at? I live in the Midwest myself.
Is it still irrational fear if one has been nearly struck 2-3 times outdoors & had lightning enter their homes 2-3 times?
I will admit just loud noise at irregular intervals makes me unable to relax. If that is odd, maybe it's just my nervousness believed to be caused by a neurological disorder presumed to be multiple sclerosis?
I love thunderstorms - the more severe, the uglier the clouds, the more excited I get. But when I was about 7 a derecho came through with winds around 75 miles an hour. A large heavy poplar got uprooted and fell on a house a couple blocks away, and the thing went through the top story and a half, with branches coming through the living room ceiling. That house was literally clobbered. Our street had big (60+ foot) elms lining it, and of course our house sat on the east side of the street. I worried for years that the tree was gonna clobber our house one of these days. During big storms I headed for the basement. Eventually dutch elm disease took care of that worry.
I got over my fear of storms. Heck - 10 years later I invented chasing tornadoes. 1968 to be exact. Got dad's Chrysler Three Hundred pelted with ping pong ball sized hail while out on a chase. He wasn't amused. Called me a crazy sap. [I was "center punching" and you shouldn't do that - but I didn't know that yet]
Once, as a kid, we had lightening hit our TV antenna (Yeah, the old kind on the roof) and actually saw a "ball of lightening shoot across the living room wall at the top of the ceiling...nothing burned, but there was an "entrance" spot in the corner where the wall and roof met up. It was so fast, no time even to get scared, and it chased along the top of the all where it met the ceiling like someone thru a ball of fire around the room in a flash of a second.
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