Looking back and my trip from Six Flags...

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Just lately some issues in my life have come up that seems to have stemmed from a situation that happened in my life. One in particular that I have not really discussed that happened about a year ago when I kinda dropped off the face of the earth. I went to Six Flags with some friends for a day of fun. I love thrill rides. Any of you who know me I am an adrenalin junkie, look at my job please, any one who finds it an honour to be concidered a 'friendly enemy combatant' and admit it has to be a bit off their rocker. Anyway, I was on a bus back to NYC and a guy had a Grand Mal out of no where. I have a son with a seizure disorder. Life took on a very surreal world to me at that time. I did not think of the danger I put my own life in by helping this man but the fact this man needed help and I knew what to do. Why I am even writing about it is beyond me, I just feel it is right thing. I know, being in a situation where you can help, but if you are not sure if you should, remember something, you may have been put there for a reason. Why I say that is this. This man would have died. No one, not even the bus driver knew how to handle this mans seizure. The fact was, when I had to move the man so he could breath I had to tell people what to do. I understand about freezing up, but there is a time and place. So often we don't know what impact we make in a persons life. Think about that. As Always, Ainge