I got the berets I needed and was paying for them at the register when the thought that it might be a good idea to tell the manager ringing me up that there was a decent-sized tree obstructing the walk way up to the store. I told her about the fallen tree and she was skeptical in asking how I knew. I replied that it kind of fell on me and got to stay for the police so that I could explain what happened as a thanks for informing them. At first the officer was also skeptical until I showed him the tree, the pieces of bark stuck in the back of my head, and one of the Airmen who saw the damned thing come down. The officer insisted I go with the ambulance up to the civilian hospital to get checked out. I got out around 8 PM after an hour or two of waiting to be told I was alright. I came out with a couple cuts and bruises to the back of the head. Two weeks ago some guy in nearby Pacific Grove died when a pine tree fell on him. I guess I’m lucky, but forgive me when I laugh hysterically about my experience.
“…THEN IT ALL CRASHES DOWNSong of the Moment: “King Nothing” by Metallica
AND YOU BREAK YOUR CROWN
AND YOU POINT YOUR FINGER
BUT THERE’S NO ONE AROUND…”