I just celebrated my 19th year of being able to breathe without a ventilator. August 6, 1995.
I was injured in early April, but I like to celebrate August 6. Accentuate the positive. On Thursday, August 7, 2014, Larry Willis <[email protected]> wrote: > Hey gang, today is the 43rd anniversary of my life in quadom. 'Twas a > Saturday, a warm summer day. A couple of buds and I were at Green River > reservoir to camp, swim and scout bikinis. The lake was high a couple of > feet. I strolled along the beach on a submerged sidewalk. Finally, I > attempted a belly flop off the walk. Instead of flopping, I knifed into the > water and my head met the sandy bottom. The door to hell suddenly opened > and I have been struggling to close it ever since. I was 19.
