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You cost me another $50 bucks for my brother's neighbor Willis.
I have told the story on another thread about Willis.
Several years before his death, my wife and I, my brother and his wife were swimming at Willis's house one night. I noticed a wicked scar Willis had on his knee and asked if he got it playing football. Since both my brother and I had scarred knees from our football careers at The Citadel, I thought Willis might have been another football pro wannabe.
Willis just chuckled and said it was an old war wound.
After further probing, we learned that Willis was a real, live, snake-eating, jump out of planes that don't have a fricking thing wrong with them Green Beret.
Willis's words:
"That little old scar? Well, I've done a lot of dumbass things in my life but that one took the proverbial cake. Got cut off from my team and about 30 little shits in black PJ's took me prisoner. First night I almost escaped so the next night they took a bayonet and shoved it through my knee joint and ran a steel wire through it and tied it to a tree so I couldn't run off. Damn thing was still festering when I was released two years later."
After commenting on how much it must have hurt, Willis said the biggest hurt was hearing how some Vets were saying things about us that he saw the Viet Cong doing.
"I didn't, and nobody I know didn't do any of the shit those assholes said we did. But I damn sure saw a lot of what those little turds in the black PJ's did, and it wasn't pretty."
This next $50 is for you Willis....RIP!
BTW...Don 't feel too sorry for Willis...As he also said, he found the magic lamp and got his three wishes. A beautiful wife with big breasts who's father owned a chain of liquor stores.