Post #59938 by Tiki_Bong on Fri, Nov 14, 2003 10:56 AM

I was on the way to the river on Memorial day long ago. The highway was packed with fellow river drunks. Me and 2 other cars were passing slower vehicles. The 2 cars in front of me pulled back into their lanes as an oncoming car approaced.

I had nowhere to go so I pulled off on the side of the road, the other driver did the same not thinking I would. Head on collision as 55 miles per hour. My jet ski crashed through the cab of my truck. I was on life support for 3 or 4 days. Had some small intestine removed and have a

7 inch scar on my abdomen. My eye socket was crushed and it had to be rebuilt. No scar though. I have a scar under my bottom lip like some Nazi actor in a WWII movie.

Madame Bong only had a fractured rib (I thought I should marry her after that little incident).

It was after that, that I decided you need to live every day, jump into life with both feet, do anything and everything, as you never know when your number is up.