We moved to Missouri at the start of my 10th grade year and next door to some folks who had 2 kids about my brother’s age. A thunderstorm brewed up and it began to raid and hail with the hail being about marble sized and getting bigger. I was looking out the window when I saw one of the neighbor kids start to run out into their front yard to retrieve a toy and he was getting whacked by the hail pretty good. He runs back into the garage and puts a galvanized pail over his head and runs back out to get his toy. The hail was now about 3/4ths of an inch and falling hard. As he ran out, you could hear the “blang” of the hail hitting his makeshift helmet. A couple of those and he was staggering around, trying to get back to shelter. Before I could get out the door to go get him, he made it back into the garage, none the worse for wear except for ringing ears and a few bruises from the hail.
Reminds me of an incident as a kid.
We moved to Missouri at the start of my 10th grade year and next door to some folks who had 2 kids about my brother’s age. A thunderstorm brewed up and it began to raid and hail with the hail being about marble sized and getting bigger. I was looking out the window when I saw one of the neighbor kids start to run out into their front yard to retrieve a toy and he was getting whacked by the hail pretty good. He runs back into the garage and puts a galvanized pail over his head and runs back out to get his toy. The hail was now about 3/4ths of an inch and falling hard. As he ran out, you could hear the “blang” of the hail hitting his makeshift helmet. A couple of those and he was staggering around, trying to get back to shelter. Before I could get out the door to go get him, he made it back into the garage, none the worse for wear except for ringing ears and a few bruises from the hail.