Saturday, June 26, 2010
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Day 1
It was just getting dark out as I crossed the street to enter this blog, and all the auto headlights outside made it seem as if night and day were wrestling for control. It was a short fight. Day won, and it got brighter. Then that car hit me.
I must've skid twelve feet in the slush and snow before my head bumped itself onto someone else's back tire. I couldn't move and with my head propped up, I kept having this fear that the car was gonna back up, not knowing I was there, and squash my head. If I live through this, I thought, I'll be able to tell Vietnam vets to go to hell.
I lived, and I'll tell you why I was hit by that car.
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