My son recently had a frightening experience as he and his fiance were enjoying a leisurely walk along the lakefront on one of the beautiful fall days we’ve been having lately in Chicago. They noticed something on the ground and Laura wondered aloud what it was. Mike said it looked, at first, like a piece of garbage, but as they got closer, it appeared to be a dead bird. Just as they were passing it, the thing opened its mouth, exposing fangs, and hissed loudly for several seconds and then spread its wide wings. It was a bat. In order to understand Mike’s terror at that moment, I need to take you back many years to a warm summer day when I thought it would be fun to take my four young children for a walk along the Fox River.
We brought bread to feed the ducks and laughed at their antics. But, things took a dark turn as we notice a gaggle (right?) of geese approaching. I suppose they wanted in on the bread give-away. I warned the kids to just keep walking and ignore the geese because they were not as nice as the ducks. As we made our way through the gathering group loudly honking at us, suddenly one came up to Mike, stretched its long neck and hissed at him. He’s been traumatized ever since by the thought of geese or anything that hisses. So, imagine his panic when his worst nightmare was relived. And with a bat, lying-in-wait, of all things. He texted me with the grisly details of his encounter, ending his message with the cryptic realization that he had come dangerously close to becoming a vampire.
Later that evening, he saw a promo for the ten o’clock news with the alarming announcement of “Rabid bats in Chicago, even on the Gold Coast, and what you can do to stay safe.” He said he was definitely tuning in to the ten o’clock news. The next day, I asked him if he learned how to stay safe from bats and he replied, frantically, “Yeah, stay indoors.”
A couple of weeks later, Mike and Laura were, once again, enjoying a lovely day, walking a trail through the local forest preserve when a leaf blew across his path. He screamed, Laura laughed. In the words of the very funny comedian, Jim Gaffigan, Mike is more of an “indoorsy person”!
With Halloween just around the corner, I’m wondering if any of you readers have a funny or scary story to tell. Please share.