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Ball Lightning, a personal experience.

Years ago I had a personal experience that may interest you. At the time, I was about 15 or 16 years old, it was about 1960 or 61 and I was in HS at the time.
I was at home in Aliquippa, Pa working in my basement chem. lab. My passion was rockets and rocket fuels, namely what we used to call "Caramel Candy" or a mixture of sugar and Potassium Nitrate or my favorite at the time, powdered Zinc and Flour of Sulfur. As it was, I was quite busy on a Saturday afternoon mixing my largest batch of "candy " to date, roughly 3 or 4 pounds of the stuff. I mixed it in small amounts to be sure if one of the inevitable accidents were to occur I would only manage to smoke the basement and not burn down the entire house.
My family and I lived on 7 acres in the country so I could get away with making and launching rockets of all sizes in my back yard. As it turns out, we had a well about 600 feet from the house with a circuit breaker and pressure tank in the basement about 15 or 20 feet from my corner or "Space central" as it was called. That particular day a rather nasty storm was raging with more than ample thunder and lightning. As I was carrying my latest bowl of melted and properly mixed fuel mixture, I heard and felt what I thought was a direct hit on the house. The lights flickered and I heard something hissing behind me. I dropped the bowl and turned around to see what appeared to be a ball of blue/white something floating in the air.
What had happened was the well house was hit by lightning, which found the electrical circuit to the house and the pressure tank in the basement. The pressure switch was fused beyond recognition and the fuse box on the wall was totally destroyed. It is my guess that the combination of super heated gases from the melting metals, steam from the pressure switch and probably a few other right occurring phenomenon were enough to form a volley ball sized globe of ball lightning. As I remember, it lasted 2 or 3 seconds and managed to travel 5 to 8 feel before it made one last hissing sound and disappeared. The smell of ozone lingered for another 5 to 10 seconds as well as the stench of scorched insulation and tortured metal from the fuse box and the pressure switch.
All in all the show lasted 12 seconds from the time I heard and felt the lightning strike until the final poof of the plasma ball.
As I look back at the moment, I feel extremely luck to have witnessed on of nature's truly remarkable creations and only wish I could have been able to capture it on film somehow.
This is my remembrance of the moment, I am sure some details are missing, but I do have a vivid memory of that ball of plasma bouncing around looking for someplace to land, I suppose. Gladly, it was far enough away from my rocket fuels and chemicals to not cause any damage. I went on to try to develop an experiment or two that could reproduce the conditions of that day, but could never get close. I build van DeGraff generators, Telsa coils, carbon arcs into which I discharged the high voltages generated by the Telsa coil but never succeeded in generating even a hint of ball lightning, as far as I know.
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