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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You snooze, you lose. How would you like to be associated with "Hump Day"?
(Caviat: I used to look forward to "Hump Day", before I found out it didn't mean what I thought it meant.)
(Ba-dump-bump!)
Howdy, folks!
I’m almost afraid to think about not going anywhere today. I’ve had a chore hanging over my head for almost a month, now, and today, I think I’m finally going to get it done!
Whoa!
(I rock!)
Yeah! Raucous round of applause for you!
I need to slog through some Girl Scouts bureaucracy today; I’ve been putting it off.
I'm sure you meant CAVEAT.
I’m going to tackle the boxes and transform them (not so magically) into tubs to keep the coming rains (and dust and debris) off my belongings.
I was planning on doing it three weeks ago, and then my daughter was hospitalized. But the weather has held. :o])
Is this a trick question?
If it was up to me, it would certainly mean what you thought it originally meant, and it'd happen as many days a week as I could stay hydrated for... ;-)
I’m looking forward to doing my own laundry again. I think my MIL is playing “hide the matching socks” with my stuff...
LOL!
Yah...I know that feeling. You need a Sock Doc. As soon as they’re available for marketing, I’ll head you in that direction. The inventor is still doing surverys and making them herself.
*choke*
No. I just need my own durn washing machine back...
Only if you do it wrong... ;-)
ROTFL!!!
Good. You definitely don’t want your stuff rained on.
If you are doing it right, a bunch of that too... ;-)
Morning, all! October morning, strange light in the sky.
Ohwow!
I’m series! That’s hugh!
Would that be The yellow Face?
Been peeking again, haven't you... ;-)
If I tell, I’ll get a whippin’!
How does that old rhyme go?
Sticks and stones
may break my bones.
But whips and chains,
Excite me.
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