I'm sharing this with you guys because I hope that what happened to me Sunday night may be averted for someone else. When I moved back to Arkansas from Florida, my dad let me appropriate an old storage room in one of his barns for my reloading addiction. The few "before" pics I have aren't recent and don't show half of what I had in there when disaster struck.
Monday morning I went to my parents' farm to oversee the work on the house I'm rehabbing so I can live there. On the way to the house you have to go past the barn where I had been doing my reloading until I could get them to finish my house. I stopped... looked... and my heart fell through my shoes... I screamed an animal cry of rage, pain, and loss all at once.
Sunday night a large system of thunderstorms moved through our area. Lightning hit my dad's barn and burned it to the ground with ALL of my reloading gear and components in it. I had slowly built up a very nice selection of rifle bullets, pistol moulds, powder, primers, tooling of all kinds, and some shooting accessories. I don't even want to THINK about what it would cost to just go out and buy it all.
The next post in this thread will show what my little kingdom turned into because I wasn't dilligent about making sure all my eggs weren't in one basket.