So I am bored but anyway, Has anyone saved someones life? or a animal/pets life? Done something heroic? Post your story.
At my old house, insects would fall in the pool, and i was little so i would go out and rescue them. lol. Good ol' days...
Foiled two kidnap attempts with two different clients,both were hairy, and i saved a gold fish when his bowl was knocked over. Any thing else that i told ya....i would have to kill ya, you understand of course.lol!
Not sure how heroic it was but I consider it 1 of my finest hours. Iwas in Manhattan Sept 11 & I saw close up how the people of NYC were suffering through the attack & afterwards. It was a surreal experience seeing National guard troops & rescue workers swarm into NYC by thge thousands. I got out of NYC a few days laer & thought how I could help when I realized I had a huge 2 car enclosed trailer so I called the Red Cross & I parked the car trailer in Kent CT & we filled it with thousands of # of supplies & I drove it to a wharehouse where they were gathering everything to take down to NYC in 18 wheelers. It felt really good to do a little something to help out
i've worn condoms on more than one occasion so as not to impregnate another human being - i've saved the world on several occasions from the possibity of having to deal with ANOTHER one of me. If that's not extreme selflessness and ultimate heroism, i don't know what is...
When I was in college, during spring break, a guy at the pool was drinking and swimming. He went down and when we pulled him out of the water, there was no breathing, no heartbeat. I performed chest compressions, while my girlfriend (at the time), performed mouth to mouth. He expelled a lot of water and started breathing on his own............when the Paramedics arrived, they wheeled him out real quickly. We gave the police and squad our name and numbers...........that was the end of that.........I never even found out the guys name that we saved.
When I was in junior high (What's it called when you are around 7 years?) some guys were playing "rocking chief" (a danish television show) - and in the beginning scene of the intromovie in this show, there's a guy that has been hung. Well, some guys were playing this, and a guy called Jesper was the guy that should be hung. Well, I was not participating in this game, so I don't know exactly what happened, but I came by the playground where played their game, and the only one there was Jesper, who hang by his neck, completely blue in his face, in some playground contraption. I still don't know till this day why they others left him, but I remember clearly that I yelled to the adult supervisors and went in under him and lifted him up so the rope wouldn't strangle him. The adults came, and they got him down. Don't know if he would have died, but I think that's the closest I come to the topic of this thread. I always give money to the beggers on the street, and help the old lady over the street and so on.. but that's just normal behaviour.
I spent 2 summers in my youth working as a lifeguard at the beach at Lake Lanier Islands here in GA. Many rescues. I remember one event vividly. It was toward the end of the day. The beach was 1/2 mile long but most people had left. We only had 2 towers open and there were perhaps 20 people total in the water. Basically... very slow. I was in one tower and this new girl guard was in the other. Her tower was at the other end of the beach from me. She was new.... and VERY hot in her suit! So, I was spending a good bit of time looking in her direction. I had noticed a teenager wading out right in front of her tower. She was clearly daydreaming, staring off into space. This guy waded out to chest deep, paused and then took another big step. That quick, he was in over his head. He clearly could not swim. Within seconds his head is under the water. All you can see is his arms flailing around a bit. This is going on right in front of the girls lifeguard stand, but she sees nothing. I start waving at her and pointing. She does not see me. I yell... she does not hear. The guy is now gone, the water is becoming smooth over where he went down. Enough is enough. I blow my whistle 3 times, the normal rescue in progress signal, I bail out of the tower and run all the way down the beach. I run into the water, dive down and get the guy and drag him to shore. By this time several other guards who were hanging out in the beach house have made it down to the water. We give the guy brief mouth to mouth, he spits up a bunch of water and the paramedics take over. The guy was fine, he went home very grateful. Everyone in the lifeguard beach house had been looking from the moment I had blown the whistle. It was pretty dang obvious that the new girl guard had been totally daydreaming and a guy had almost drowned literally right in front of her. The head lifeguard fired her on the spot.... VERY loudly with MUCH screaming. She cried like a baby. I had NO sympathy for her. Watching that section of water was not my job. It was just plain luck that I happened to see this guy enter the water and get into trouble. Terry
When I first started hang-gliding we used to glide at the cliffs in Marina, Ca. You would start at the top of the cliffs and soar towards the ocean (about 250-300 yards). Because of the primitive designs of the hang-gliders in those days, and being new to the sport, you normally couldn't reach the water from the cliffs, but stop just short of it on the sandy beach. One day a newbie was taking lessons from his instructor and flew off the cliff towards the water. I had just finished my glide and was on the beach getting ready to climb back towards the cliffs. His kite was a new model with a lot of sq/ft of sail. He soared towards the water and proceded to fly right over my head and into the water. The surf quickly crashed on top of him and his kite, pinning him under the water with no way of getting out. The prone harness he was wearing couldn't be released by yourself unless you were standing on firm ground. Knowing this, I quickly dove under the water and underneath his kite. He had already swallowed lots of water and was becoming lathargic. I unhooked his harness from the mangled and bent keel and pulled him out from under the sail. By the time I started dragging him to the beach, others had come to help me get him out of the water. He wasn't breathing when we reached the sand, so we started CPR . After a couple of minutes he started choking on the extguishing water in his lungs and began to breath. The paramedics finally came and off he went. I presume he survived the ordeal, but never saw him flying again.
I helped cut this old guy out of his wrecked Continental at lunch, once. He was bleeding pretty bad, so I compressed that. Then the Fire Department shows up and straps on all the gloves and face masks required these days for blood exposure........LOL! Not a hero at all....I was just thinking "Could have been MY Dad."....ya know????? A Scout is trustwothy, loyal, helpful...........
How is Frogman? He has been absent from here for a few weeks. I assume he has been busy in the Lu but I would like to know how he's doing. Erich
I was wondering what the connection was between Maranelloman and frogman was, i always got the impresion that Maranelloman wanted to be like frogman....a kind of hero worship thing. I did not mean that nastily, its just that you make a good PR man for him.I have mates who are in the SFs in iraq as well, there all heros so to are the infantry men in the feild. Marranellowman what your story? What have you done?
I've been basically worthless so far in my life. I'm a swimmer and have the mentality to rush in to help, but situations have never really presented themselves. Grandpa received metals in WWII for several things, like saving a broken down tank crew that was under fire. I would consider my late dad a huge hero. A Presbyterian minister that specialized in pastoral counseling saved many life's in many ways over many decades. Best friend from college and captain of our swim team saved several life's as a lifeguard. How does God pay him back? Dies in a car wreck 2 months after we graduate. Like I said, I'm worthless, but I stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night.
Rob, i know the score dude i was in the Uks forces, the funny thing about the yanks is that you could not find me becourse you would only get lost,and confused.LOL! Here comes the fallout.
Frogman is a private contractor working for the DOD in support of the GWOT and has been deployed in the ME since Sept., 2001. He lives in LA and will be home for R&R in Dec. for a couple of weeks. He spent 6 years active duty in a SMU, Navy side. He, along with my Father (veteran of 3 wars, WWII, Korea, Viet Nam), are two of my heros.
Nothing heroic, but I climbed up to my neighbor's roof (2 storeys high) once to rescue a stray cat that had been trapped there for 4 days and nights already. My neighbors were too ***** (pun not intended ) to do anything about the cat, and the local SPCA didn't seem to give a damn since the cat was on private property. I guess I've saved lives as a doctor, but that was my job and doesn't count.
I would never consider it being a hero, but I spent a while doing volunteer EMS back in Hoboken. Saved a few lives, not as many as some. Sadly I was forced to leave NJ thanks to a less than honest roomate. It was something I enjoyed doing and would gladly do it again. The only volunteer corp around here is in Stafford and last I checked they required residency. I actually formed a plan to install a volunteer suplement for Houston FD here in town. It was a really good idea. If I ever make it to city council, maybe Ill give it a shot.
We were out at a club one night, and it was kind of dark with candles placed around the room. I just happened to look over at a girl with long, kinky hair as she began stepping backwards into a candle. It happened in slow motion, and as the flames shot up the back of her head, I was lunging towards her. I got to her and smashed down the flames, as did another guy who saw the same thing from the other side. Since she didn't know what was happening (turns out she was pretty drunk) she started freaking out and flailing around, but we were able to keep her whole head from going into flames. She didn't know about the candle, so from her perspective she was just standing there when out of nowhere two guys started smacking her in the head. She left in a huff with a huge scorch mark on her head. The smell of burned hair was so nasty that the entire bar cleared out, nobody really knowing what happened other than myself and the other guy who helped her.
