Posted on 07/06/2019 2:41:44 PM PDT by Reno89519
A 22-year old college student, just a month into a job at Disney World, was paralyzed and nearly killed after being struck by a drunken driver.
Gabby Murillo was stopped at a red light near Orlando on June 15 when the driver hit her from behind at full speed, causing her vehicle to slam into a concrete wall.
The driver of the other vehicle was ticketed for careless driving with serious bodily injury, according to the police report.
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Just took a quick look. Still no news on the driver. Nuttin’.
A friend of mine's son interned there one summer.....They're very selective in who they hire too....
I hope you know I was just ragging on you a little. To be honest though I am not a fan of pervasive sand that gets into every crack and crevice and can even make a ham sandwich crunchy.
When I was stationed overseas a guy PCS'ed in from Florida and I helped bring a carpet into his home. There was at least a bucket of sand that fell out of it on the way into the house. My time stationed at Tampa was not high on my list of the best times of my life but I know it was better than most of the other duty stations I could have had.
I’m from northwestern Wyoming, so Florida didn’t do much for me. I didn’t see anything there that would remotely compare to the Sawtooth or Wind River Mountains. I guess everybody’s gotta do their own thing.
When the Navy forced me to move to that area when they stationed me on an aircraft carrier, everybody that lived in VA Beach couldn’t shut up about how great it was. Having grown up in northwest Wyoming, I went, I saw, and wasn’t impressed. To this day I challenge anybody to show me something there that remotely compares to the Sawtooth Mountains. I never cared much for a tropical beach climate, was even less impressed after serving a 6-year enlistment in the Navy, and I don’t understand people who vacation to that kind of climate. It takes all kinds, I guess.
I don’t get someone saying Virginia Beach is any great shakes either. I imagine if you like a crowded party atmosphere and that is your thing, sure.
As for tropical beach climates, I can vouch that there are some stunning ones, and not the ones you go to on cruise ships. I was lucky enough to go sailing on three different week long trips in a 42 foot catamaran in the Caribbean with close friends, and there are some places...
I was in the Abacos, and we anchored off a small uninhabited island. The sand was brilliant white and fine, and the water was less than a foot deep for a hundred yards all around the island.
While some hung out on shore, I just lay in that aqua blue water, my face sticking out while my body rested on that white sand, and I just lay there for about an hour, semi-dozing and not even moving.
I gotta tell ya...that is a beautiful thing. I love the grandeur of mountains and large open plains, but...there is something to be said for a tropical climate!
Yeah, I probably just need good advice from somebody who knows what they’re doing and where to REALLY go, not the crap tourist traps. In the Navy, everywhere tropical that we went was murderously hot, humid, and close to the equator, so the sun’s direct rays would fry you in no time. When I was there, I was dreaming of being in the mountains and it really steeled my desire to never go back to that kind of climate.
LOL...I operated out of Norfolk, so we went to the Med, not the Pacific, and even though we did go to Gitmo once, the beaches we hit in the Med were not tropical, even though I did get the worst sunburn of my life in Mallorca...
I burnt my ankles, calves high up near my knees and the tops of my feet so bad they turned purple, but I heard they were writing people up who got sunburned, so I wouldn’t go to sick bay.
It was awful, it took about a month for them to stop burning like fire, and I worked on the flight deck which is pretty damn hot on your feet in the summer heat. What a frikking miserable experience.
To this day, the smell of Noxema (that was all I could get from the ship’s store to help the sunburn) brings me back to that month and makes me feel like I want to puke. I couldn’t sleep, I was having nightmares, and work was excruciating wearing those damned boondockers.
Even now, forty years later, I am nearly manic about getting SPF 100 goo on my ankles, the tops of my feet and the back of my calves if I even THINK I am going to get sun.
I will say, though...being above the arctic circle on the flight deck in November was not very pleasant either-you know it is cold when you try to get as close as you can in behind a turning plane without the engine actually setting you afire! And trying to do mechanical work sucks when your fingers are so frozen they feel like swollen Jimmy Dean link sausages.
I love working in an office. I see those poor bastards out doing roofing on nasty, hot summer days, and my heart goes out to them. That seems to me like what the flight deck felt like, all that heat rising off the black non-skid and hot jet exhaust all around while you are wearing a turtleneck jersey and all that!
I see our troops over in Iraq where it has to be over 110+ degrees, all geared up, wearing body armor, carrying heavy crap, and I think “Yep. Those are real men there.” Don’t know how they do it. I talked to a guy who said they kind of adapted to it and “got used to it”...I would have to see it. That’s crazy.
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