I was on a NW DC-10 that was struck by lighting shortly after take off. This incident occurred a few days after Fourth of July of 95. The plane left Seattle just before evening in light rain. We flew though clouds for a long period of time. There was a small amount of turbulence, which was rather relaxing. People were starting to dose off, when all of a sudden the cabin filled with blue light and loud sound of thunder. The plane immediately dropped a little, just enough to loss your stomach. That's when all of the women, children, and some men started screaming. My mother woke up and grabbed my arm. The captain came on the radio several minutes later to explain what had happened and that we were able to continue to Minneapolis.
What's even stranger, an American West 320 that my wife and I were to fly on from SEA to LAS had been struck by lighting before landing at SEA. They cancelled the flight, and we ended up flying CO back to ATL.