I dont remember that one, but I remember one when I was a kid in the late 1950s or early 1960s. I was waist deep in a hay stack doing the stacking. It had to be in the high 90° or even 100 in the early afternoon. I was 10 or 12 years old, old enough to be in a haystack, but totally unaware of what was going on. Not only did it get dark, but I think it felt cooler. At least it took my mind off my socks full of hayneedles.