Reply #15: youse guys already know me/ here is reason #1

[shatoga]

Freshly discharged from the military:

(very early 1970's)
GI haircut, clean shaven.

One week later (to the day) took two sisters out for dinner and a movie.
Then took them home.

afterwards:

Driving home;
In a good mood; happy to be back "in the world".
Nothing to worry about.
Safe at home in the good old US of A.!
No snipers, no enemy soldiers...Thanking God to be alive.


Stopped for a traffic light.


Suddenly surrounded by carloads of a football team from a local highschool.

One of them was being drafted.
He had just married his HS sweetheart and they were leaving the reception when I was spotted.

GI haircut etc. was everything they hated, because their buddy was being drafted.

My car closed in on on all sides by other cars.
Crashed into by other cars - my windows smashed and worse.

I got forced off the road.
Jumped by three, then five, then fifteen drunken hulking football players.

Knives came out.
I fought for my life against a gang assault.
Fifteen punks dogpiled on me.

Newspaper the next day said:
"Vietnam Vet attacks local football heroes." page one (local)

a week later my lawyer got them to print a retraction:
"Returning Vet attacked by Drunken football squad" page 17

Not my first unjustified sudden unexpected assault by total strangers.
but the last during which I was unarmed.



Released from the hospital:

Visited my parents & I got out the gun I'd bought back in high school
and carried it or another until right this very minute.

(Any idea what it's like to be kicked and hit by fifteen attackers
who suddenly come out of nowhere, for no reason?)

"Never again"

Ever since;
those who've choosen me out of the background,
to be their victims;
have made a very bad choice!