Crazy shit that has happened to you or your family

Aw...too bad, but maybe he's an asshole you don't want to know anyway.

 

My crazy family stories normally involve my Dad. Nothing outrageous but, most of the out of the ordinary shit happens to him for some reason and it's almost always entertaining.

When I got out of high school I worked at the same factory as him for a couple of years. I was still at home so, we rode together most of the time.

One day in the summer while we were driving home, we stopped at a light. A shitty looking mid-80's Mustang with 4 younger dudes pulled up beside us, on Dad's side. (Dad was driving, we were in his Escort, cheap on gas, work vehicle, etc.)

The dude driving the Mustang yells, "Hey, Old Man. Wanna Race?" Without missing a beat, Dad looks over at them and says "Sure!" Dad floors it and runs through the red light, leaving them behind. Obviously, they caught up with ease and passed us. Dad slowed down and we laughed about it.

The light where the "race" had started was at the end of this town. After that light, it gets real rural. Lots of pasture and shit. So, we make the turn that took us home and what do we see? The Mustang, front smashed in against an old rock wall on a sharp curve. The dudes are standing around it, looking sour and a little shook up.

Dad slows up and comes to a stop next to them and says, "Hey fellas, wanna race?" and then drives off with them cussing and giving us the bird and me laughing my ass off.

Another Dad fun fact. He won $20,000 on a $5 scratch-off 6 or 7 years ago.

 

my dad claims to have been hit by lightning too. we had metal barriers on our basement windows. he said he was standing next to the window (during a thunderstorm), next thing he knew he was pulling himself off the floor.

 

My Uncle (Dad's brother) was killed in a coal mine collapse.

My great uncle on Mom's side was in the Bataan Death March.

 

My grandpa was in his mid-30s and at work when he slipped in a puddle outside the showers (there weren't such great safety measures back in those days) and fell right into machinery which ripped his left arm right off his body. Had he not been a medic during WW2, he might not have known the pressure points to grab. He held himself together and stopped his own bleeding, thus saving his own life. And my mom and uncle went to college for free. lol

 

Wow!

 

My mom stepped on a toothpick and it went about a half inch in her foot and broke off leaving almost no room to get a grip on it with my pliers.

 

I was married in 1970 and we used to go to some state land to pick wild blueberries. A couple years later I had lost some weight and my wedding ring was loose. One day when we were out picking blueberries my ring fell off. We could not find it. We were out in the middle of nowhere with just trees and blueberry bushes. Several months later we went out there with my spouses family. His Mom was noted for finding things.

We went out to the same area and it all looked different since it was fall and leaves were all over the ground. I walked to a bush and said that I was pretty sure that it was the bush that I last remembered seeing my ring on my finger. We were walking around moving leaves out of the way with our feet when his Mom said she found it. We all went over there and all you could see was a gold ring showing on the surface of the dirt (someone must have stepped on it). We dug it up and it was my ring.

The marriage did not last more than three years but that memory is still up there as something very strange that happened in my life.