I almost forgot Paul Ingley (not sure spelling on last name) came up behind me and went to hit one of the riotors and hit me in the rightside of the head and my ear. Paul laffed and said that would be the last time I would put my head in his way. My ear turned black the next day and Paul laffed and said don't worry it will fall off and you will grow a new one.

Even with that the job was the best time of my life and wouldn't have missed it for anything. Honored to have served with some many great men and women.