A friend from Ormond Beach, back in the seventies, just wrote to remind me about the time I was shot by a drive-by marksperson . . . .
[June,] I remember hanging around the emergency room wrapped up in brown paper like a chicken, because the police had taken my shorts as evidence -- attempted homicide, after all -- and finally going home that way. I got some looks from people in the hospital parking lot!And the surgeon who looked at the new bullet wound and the old scars, along with X-rays of all the shrapnel and bullet fragments from Vietnam. He chuckled and said "What's one more spot to a leopard?" A pretty good line from someone for whom English was not a first language.They never caught the asshat who shot me. I sincerely hope some other victim caught up with him long ago.Joe
Published on September 11, 2015 15:56