I'm always amazed at how lucky I am

[Winger Ed.]

In the last few days, we had a crew putting siding on the house.
They moved everything away from the walls to reach the top of it and install the gutters.
In the front, we have sort of a rock garden where there we have a few permanent bushes, my red neck yard art,
and this concrete bird bath thing with some sort of green hair looking vine/ground cover stuff growing in it.
The crew moved it out of the away, but didn't put it back when they were done.
I figured out why when I tried to pick it up. Yep. I'd forgotten how heavy it is.

I was wandering around last night, saw it, and went to put it back.
No big deal, until I tried to put the bowl part back on top of the pedestal.
.....I tripped on the cement bull dog statue and fell.

Once again,,,,,, I was lucky! I had a nice big rose bush to fall into and cushion & soften my impact.

I was laying in the rose bush, and it occurred to me,,,, I am very lucky we didn't decide to put cactus plants there. :bigsmyl2:

[Handloader109]

Yep, cactus would have hurt...

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[hoodat]

I give you an A+ for your attitude, acceptance, and general optimism. With those qualities, you will be well served to endure whatever luck sends your way. jd

[jonp]

When I was a kid, Tarzan was a thing we never missed on TV. Buddy and I built a treehouse and decided the thing to do was jump out and grab another treetop and let that bring us to the ground like Tarzan. Me first. Jumped and grabbed the tree which bent and promptly broke 10-15ft off the ground. My good luck had it happen over a blackberry patch which cushioned my fall.

[Half Dog]

I’m lucky that my wife can’t read my mind.

[Electrod47]

Winger.........knock on wood

[BJung]

My younger brother and I talked about things we did when we were young. Guys understand and laugh. Our wives thought that we were idiots.

[Winger Ed.]

My younger brother and I talked about things we did when we were young. Guys understand and laugh. Our wives thought that we were idiots.


That reminds me, 20-odd years ago, when I was between wife #1 and #2-
the live in girl friend of the time and I was talking about that very thing.

After telling of some adventure- I think it was about chasing each other around with the old school roman candle fireworks.
I asked her, 'did yawl ever do that where you grew up'?
She told me that we didn't grow up on the same planet.

[groovy mike]

It's nice to appreciate how blessed we are in these momments!

[bedbugbilly]

Sooooo . . . . . did you get the top of the birdbath put back on? :-)

[CastingFool]

After watching a movie about mountain climbing, I was intrigued by the guys rappelling down the mountain. I thought I can do that, so I grabbed a rope. Tied it to a pipe on the roof of a second story building, wrapped the rope around me, and over the edge I went. Halfway down, I felt the rope burning up my left arm, tried to slow down my descent, and the cheap cotton gloves I was wearing weren't working, then I reached the ground. I wore that scar for almost 2 years. The next time I went rappelling, 15 yrs later, I went off an 80ft tower, w/o any problems. I was in the National Guard then. Lol

[Finster101]

The first time I went snow skiing was in the Alps of Bavaria. I had just been stationed in Bamberg and my troop was going to Chiemsee for R&R. My new found "buddies" that could ski said "aw come on with us, don't do those bunny classes. We will teach you to ski." Yeah right. Lesson number 1 was learned very quickly. If you are going too fast just fall, especially if you can't make the turn that would send you over a 1000 foot cliff. I learned to fall very well and had lot's of practice at it.

[MUSTANG]

Riding on Finsters comments - The guys I was with in the 1970's in Korea mostly jumped out of planes and helicopters with parachutes. After a couple of months they finally convinced me to come with them to the "Jump Club" and watch in the morning and take the "Ground Class" in the afternoon so I could join in the fun when they would jump. They all piled into a helicopter which went up and up and up. Someone jumped and there was this wavy thing over th guy as he was rapidly coming down - it then drifted away and another wavy thing appeard above him. About 800 feet above the ground it suddenly "Popped Open" . Two malfunctions for the jumper on one jump - they told me it was a one in a million chance; but I thought it was a NOTICE FROM GOD to me; I don't jump out of good aerial equipment; then or now.

[armoredman]

I know how lucky I am every time I look at my wife.

[beemer]

When I was a kid, Tarzan was a thing we never missed on TV. Buddy and I built a treehouse and decided the thing to do was jump out and grab another treetop and let that bring us to the ground like Tarzan. Me first. Jumped and grabbed the tree which bent and promptly broke 10-15ft off the ground. My good luck had it happen over a blackberry patch which cushioned my fall.

About the Tarzan thing, the grape vine over the creek gave way and I landed in a sand patch in the middle of a rock pile. Never could get the yell right and swing at the same time.

[Winger Ed.]

Sooooo . . . . . did you get the top of the birdbath put back on? :-)


Oh yeah. He lost some dirt, so I need to give it a transfusion, but it'll be fine.

I'll bounce back too.
But not quite as fast as when me & a buddy jumped off the roof with a umbrella after watching 'Ripcord' when it was in prime time.

[Hannibal]

Honestly I have no idea why I'm still alive. I'm not going to state specifics because it's rather embarrassing actually.

I keep thinking there must be a specific reason but I've no idea what it is. I don't take nearly as many things for granted now days, I will say that much.

[Finster101]

I'm thinking quite a few of us don't bounce as well as we used to.

[Kestrel4k]

Explored a number of abandoned mines when at a small mining college in central New Mexico. Crazy dangerous in retrospect, none of us died, amazing. And then there was the dynamite in the dorm rooms. Like the saying goes, would rather be lucky than good. :-/

[MrWolf]

The first time I went snow skiing was in the Alps of Bavaria. I had just been stationed in Bamberg and my troop was going to Chiemsee for R&R. My new found "buddies" that could ski said "aw come on with us, don't do those bunny classes. We will teach you to ski." Yeah right. Lesson number 1 was learned very quickly. If you are going too fast just fall, especially if you can't make the turn that would send you over a 1000 foot cliff. I learned to fall very well and had lot's of practice at it.

My first time was at Lake Placid a lil while after the Olympics while I was in college. Never skied before. Tried getting a lesson and instructor said I had no business being on skis. Couldn't snow plow. Guys took me to their trail to "teach me" how to ski. I ended up going through a roped off section to what looked like two black diamonds. I lived. Turns out I can't snow plow but I can do that side type stop and could fall pretty good. Never skied again. Turns out the trail I took was the same one they used in the Olympics.
Ron

[Wag]

Not just me but all of the nine younger brothers and sisters. Among the crew of us, there were only ever two or three runs to the ER with some very serious injuries.

As a small child, my grandfather, a very very athletic man, taught the four oldest of us how to tumble properly. We did enough of it over the years to get good enough to make it a natural thing. Occasionally, it has served me very well.

One of the most serious saves was when I was on a motorcycle on a race track in Deming, NM. I crashed at 120mph and came out of of with no serious injuries. I had all the leather and body armor, of course and wouldn't have done it any other way but no broken bones, either. I'm convinced that the tumbling routines we learned probably spared me the bone damage.

With all the crazy things I did as a kid with my brothers and friends trying to one-up each other, I'm truly amazed that I'm still alive and better yet, uninjured.

--Wag--

[popper]

Roses are different than cactus? Not Mom's that I got to trim as a kid! Blood bath then. And infection city.

[Minerat]

Seems to me growing up in the 50's and 60's was a suicide mission that most of us survived. The later "Here, hold my beer and watch this!" Was a daily occurrence for our 8 to 19 year old life span without the beer. I still have scars from many of those adventures.

[Texas by God]

After my latest near death occurrence, my much better half stated that “ I guess that God still doesn’t want you up there tearing up stuff yet.”
Accident prone and lucky so far!


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[MaryB]

"Why women live longer than men" LOL

[.429&H110]

I can still hear my Dad say
"Too soon old, too late smart"
on such occasions.

[super6]

My first mishap was raking leaves up to a 2 story garage and decided that would be a soft landing, Knocked the wind out of me, The second was climbing a tree and thinking it would hold me too the ground? fell 50 FT to the ground broke both my ankles. That was a long craw home.

[WRideout]

I was replacing the gas lines underneath my 70's vintage VW bus (I am from California). The genius engineers at VW had put bare 12V connections underneath, which I touched with my wrench causing a shower of sparks while gasoline was dripping from the gas line connections. No fire, but it did quicken my pulse.

Wayne

[fixit]

I love reading about different guy's misadventures.... Especially when our ladies are watching. I had one where I was doing some tree trimming and had shinnied out on a limb to where the friend wanted it cut, and my wife, who is afraid of heights, was watching in fear for my life. I knew what would happen when the limb dropped, and I think she knew, just not so much! At any rate, at the first pop from the limb, I killed the chainsaw and had fun with the ride.... I don't think my wife expected the limb that I had my legs wrapped around to bounce as much as it did, but she had a "he's going to die" look on her face! She didn't take too kindly to my reveling about either!

[slim1836]

I know how lucky I am every time I look at my wife.

You're just trying to score brownie points since she reads your posts.:bigsmyl2:

Slim

[jonp]

Not just me but all of the nine younger brothers and sisters. Among the crew of us, there were only ever two or three runs to the ER with some very serious injuries.

As a small child, my grandfather, a very very athletic man, taught the four oldest of us how to tumble properly. We did enough of it over the years to get good enough to make it a natural thing. Occasionally, it has served me very well.

One of the most serious saves was when I was on a motorcycle on a race track in Deming, NM. I crashed at 120mph and came out of of with no serious injuries. I had all the leather and body armor, of course and wouldn't have done it any other way but no broken bones, either. I'm convinced that the tumbling routines we learned probably spared me the bone damage.

With all the crazy things I did as a kid with my brothers and friends trying to one-up each other, I'm truly amazed that I'm still alive and better yet, uninjured.

--Wag--

Learning how to execute a perfect PLF through many jumps in the Army saved me many injuries coming off of roofs.

[MaryB]

Learning how to execute a perfect PLF through many jumps in the Army saved me many injuries coming off of roofs.

I was 10 and helping dad paint the house. The ladder was this rickety wood thing I could barely lift... I was at the top painting under the eaves when a leg broke at the bottom. Dad hollered and said ride it down and jump right before it hits. The ladder sliding against the wall slowed it down so when I did jump it was no worse than being tackled playing football(we had epic girls vs boys matches at the farm with my cousins). Rode a ladder down 3 more times after that at the casino, we got the junk equipment maintenance threw out... until HR got tired of the injury reports! After that we got an indoor electric man lift that was narrow enough to drive through the casino.

[Recycled bullet]

I fell badly almost 20 feet out of a tree when I was 12 years old , though at the time I was very upset that I landed in a large blackberry bush. That bush is the reason I didn't break at least one of my legs that day. I wouldn't have been able to ride my bike home that day.

[Recycled bullet]

The other side of the tree was an asphalt paved path with gravel on it. I am glad I did not land on that side. The branches helped slow my descent[emoji1787].

[William Yanda]

I picked blackberries Saturday. This morning I picked another thorn out of my finger. Besides the fact that it is raining this morning, I remembered why I didn't go back for more.

[Winger Ed.]

This morning I picked another thorn out of my finger. .

Yeah. Like Pres. Clinton would say, I feel your pain.
My hands are scared up like an old alley cat, but I still tell people, "Gloves are for sissies".

[DocSavage]

I remember the rope swing that my uncle put up for my sister's and myself all went well until one sister missed the landing spot and ended up in a briar patch. Mother wanted to kill my uncle and cut down the swing and the tree it was attached to. I was blind as a bat as a kid and quite frankly amazed that at made it thru life with not any broken bones.

[Rapier]

A properly executed PLF does come in handy. Have hit the ground hard many times, bounced, got up and walked away. However, those dings and dents do pile up. Plus I do not bounce so good any more.
Worst one for me was in 65 a rookie dollar 19 pilot flipped the green light switch on, over a red smoke DZ, with 28 mph ground winds. That was not fun, three years later after many trips to the laundry, the uniform I was wearing still had red clay stain imbedded in it. The second thing that hit the ground that day was the very top of my helmet, the chute, lines and risers wrapped around my legs with the risers covering both shoulder releases plus cris crossed over the chest release, drug me feet first through the combat DZ, with vehicles, fences, creeks, gullies and bridges...and the big blackberry patch in the middle which is not a good thing to be drug through at 28 mph. I had thorns in places that thorns should not be.

[brassrat]

Never fell down but Mom caught me playing with gas and matches, apparently. She caught me when my hand went up in flames. Again lucky, I jammed it a snow pile with no problems.


Cheat death twice
My friends took me to the top of a gigantic ski area, and had me go down. First time on skis. Had to fall down numerous times to keep from smashing into people, plus all the wipeouts. I did learn to ski a few years later at a easier spot from the lesson.