Originally Posted by
EMSDanel
Ouch!!!! Geez, Jake, I'ved been trying to forget that one... For those that don't know, that actually occurred. A cache was placed (not by me) and when I went to find it there were several guys there playing kick-ball with it. I asked them to please leave it alone and placed it where it was supposed to be. Of course, the next few people trying to find the cache were unsuccessful...the hoodlums had tossed it into the woods. I went back, found it, placed it back again, but evidently was spotted by a trucker (I think) who was also a ways down the parking lot. Well SP was called, possible bomb reported, SWAT team blew it up, and I was notified by Hollora about what had happened. I spent the rest of the day shaking in my shoes thinking I was going to be surrounded by 100 police officers on my way home from work.....thoughts of the ending of the movie Bonnie and Clyde passed before my eyes. One of those stories you just can't make up..... Geez, Jake, you've got the memory of an elephant ;-)
HehHeh . . . thought you would appreciate me dredging up that old story . . . but about the memory . . . entirely selective. I can remember things like this, but have the hardest time remembering important things like my wife's birthday (I finally learned to remember that it is Feb. 1st and not Groundhog's Day as I did for the first five years or so of our marriage), taking out the trash every Friday or other important things.
"Courage is not the absence of fear, but the realization that there is something more important than fear."
"Death is only one of many ways to die."