(That's the Farsi letter "ta"!)
Posted on 09/23/2007 7:46:56 AM PDT by paulat
Unexploded Rocket-Propelled Grenade Impales Army Private in Afghanistan By RUTH REISS
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One RPG skidded past Lt. Mariani's vehicle. All of the vehicles had to quickly get out of the "kill zone." But before they could get to safety, two rockets hit Pvt. Moss' Humvee.
Staff Sgt. Eric Wynn, 33, the soldier in the front passenger seat, felt one slice through his face. Moss remembers the truck practically lift up. He was thrown up against the Humvee and then moved to return fire.
"I smelled something smoking and I looked down ... and I was smoking," he said.
Wynn turned to tell Moss where to fire and saw the tail fins of the RPG sticking out of Moss' side.
Roughly the length of a baseball bat, an RPG travels at the speed of a bullet. At the front end is the warhead -- a large grenade. The detonator and fuel are contained in the shaft. On the back are its fins, pieces of metal that stick out like legs on a camera tripod. The RPG is the weapon of choice for many of the world's guerillas.
Luckily for Moss, the company medic Spc. Jared Angell, 23, who the soldiers call "Doc," was in his Humvee
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A Human Bomb The RPG that had plowed into Moss' lower abdomen stretched from one hip to the other. If the RPG went off, it would kill everyone within 30 feet of him. Yet Angell stayed close, bandaging his wounds and stabilizing the weapon so that movement wouldn't cause it to explode.
Moss was still fully conscious, so Angell ordered him to not look down at the injury. He didn't want Moss to panic.
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Hello!
If they don’t like it the way I fold it, they can take it to the laundry....
*snort*
They don’t care, as long as it’s done!
Yes, the left foot again. It hasn’t been quite right since the last injury, always a little stiff. Der Prinz is nagging me to go to the podiatrist. Maybe I will, when the Scout business slows down.
James has recovered. The wall was definitely stationary!
I hope your daughter will be more careful now.
James can’t read yet. He was mad because I told him he couldn’t play “Star Wars” with the Dyson; they like to pretend it’s R2D2.
Just getting up made me sleepy. But I got over it in a couple of hours. Looks like the teleconf isn't going to get to my agenda item, but it's been interesting anyway. I'm learning a lot about a new part of the industry.
Yep, I think DP is right: You should see a podiatrist for that foot.
(Poor James!)
I suspect my daughter is learning that “Mother is right.” Being independent is great, until it becomes an endangerment to your Self. She will take better care of herself in the weeks to come, I’m sure. Today was “good” for her.
1066!
1067!
LOL!
In 1066, William the Conqueror invaded England, (see "Battle of Hastings"), took it over and made everybody stop using four-letter words.
Twenty years later, he fell off his horse and messed up his inner works. A very painful way to die.
History does not record whether he lapsed into four-letter words toward the end.
William the Conquerer’s last four-letter word: OOPS!
Followed by last three-letter word: “OOF!”
Followed shortly by last two-letter word: OY!
It’s a good thing for him at least that he won the Battle of Hastings.
Otherwise, he would have gone down in history as Bill the Loser.
(Hmm. Time for a genealogy check ...)
He’s in my genealogy, so I can joke about him all I want!
:o])
(That's the Farsi letter "ta"!)
OK...you win! LOL!
LOL. Time to go home now.
Safe trip! See ya later!
Evening ma’am. How do you fare?
Hey!
*HUG*
How’s my favorite bear?
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