So.. What is the scariest experience you've ever had?
Bader told mine a while back.
I was at a Fire Support Base near the Cambodian border when it was over-run. At the low point of the night we controlled the communications/command bunker, the gun pits, and the ammo bunker. The NVA had everything else. About 4 in the morning we got air support in the form of a "Puff The Magic Dragon" airship. That broke the attack and the next couple of hours were just clean up. From about 1 am till then you couldn't have driven a bb up my bung with a 16 pound hammer and a center punch.
My personal weapon was a 12 gauge. The next day my shoulder was so bruised I couldn't raise my arm high enough to comb my hair.
There were a few other times I was scared, but that night probably wins first prize.
R.I.P. Cyrano and Roxanne.
8 or 9 years old, being a pinball bouncing of branches falling 25 ft out of tree. I thought the branches were just delaying the inevitable. Pancaked on my back but didn't break a darned thing. Got up and walked away. Any other landing this space would probably be blank right now.
Life's not the breaths you take, the breathing in and out that gets you through the day ain't what it's all about. It's the moments that take your breath away.
Following the ambulance carrying my son to the hospital.
When our second child was born this November and she didn't cry and the doctors weren't telling us anything. It was like a replay of last year when our Son did the same thing and ended up never waking up and passing away 11 hours later. Our daughter was fine, but for about 10 minutes all I could think of is here we go again.
Being arrested by the federalise after stealing a cop car in Mexico on spring break. They busted through our rental house AK-47's a blazing yelling Spanish. One of my friends literally shat himself when he woke up to Gun poking him in the face. On top of that they took one of my friends trucks a nice 74 ford. Good ole rocky point oh how I miss thee.
Opening my retirement fund account statement over the past few months.
Atrophy: what you get when you win atournament.
In junior high I was forced to participate in a mandatory class play. This type of play just so happened to be a musical, and the theme of the play was "Parts of Speech". (Because learning is fun kids) So looking at the sign up sheet, I thought an "Interjection" would be the wise play. It wasn't like I was going to be a noun, verb, or an adjective. How big of a role can I possibly have?? Come to find out being an Interjection was a pretty substantial role in this particular play, and just so happened to feature a solo. I tried everything to get out of it, begging my friends to switch roles with me, even asking the teacher if I could play something else. There was no compassion. During the entire play there were maybe about 3 solo songs and about 5 other songs, mine was right at the end. So after about 45 minutes of waiting to embarass myself in front of the entire school, I sang a freaking 2 minute long song about Interjections, with only a piano playing softly in the background to muffle the screeching noises that were pouring out of my mouth. I could physically feel beeds of sweat accumulating on my forehead, and can't even imagine how beat red my face must have been.
I've been in a few dicey situations throughout my life, but this was by far the most terrifying!!