Booby Trapped.
In 1967, I was A SCOUT OR SCOUT DOG HANDLER. AFTER A DAY'S SCOUTING IN VIET NAM THE DOG ALERTED ON A BOOBY TRAP IN A HEDGE ROW. I STOPPED EVERYONE BEHIND ME, BUT SOMEONE WENT IN FRONT WHILE I WAS TURNED. WHEN I TURNED BACK AROUND IT HAPPENED, THE TRAP WAS SET OFF. I SEEN THE DOG BLEEDING. HE SEEN ME AND GOT ME TO LAY DOWN, I WAS OPEN FROM CHEST TO RECTUM. THEN IT HAPPENED, OFF I WENT WITH MY (spiritual) GUIDES. THE NEXT THING I KNEW I WOKE UP IN THE COLDEST PLACE YOU COULD IMAGINE, THE MORGUE, ON A SLAB, IN A BODY BAG. I SURVIVED, SHORTLY AFTER I WENT BACK INTO ACTION, NEVER AFRAID AGAIN, NEVER LOST A MAN, AND BACK HOME WITH MY SPECIAL GIFTS, AND ALMOST AFRAID TO USE THE SPECIAL GIFTS GOD GAVE ME. TWO YEARS AGO I GOT MY REMINDER OF WHAT IT WAS LIKE, YES, YOU GUESSED IT, MASSIVE HEART ATTACK, AND BACK TWICE FOR ANOTHER (spiritual) VISIT. FIRST TIME I REALLY CAME OUT OF THE CLOSET TO THE PUBLIC, MY HOPE IS THAT PEOPLE REALIZE HOW REALLY CLOSE WE ARE, IF WE DONT START COMPLETELY TO CARE, LOVE AND FORGIVE OURSELVES AND THEN OTHERS.P.M.
