Imagine you picked up a magazine out of your mailbox and recognized someone you knew that was missing his leg! I met Tony Larson at a party with some National Guard friends. Probably went out drinking with him several times in Saint Cloud. He and I chatted, but everyone I hung out with talked about Tony in an ecstatic manner when he wasn't there. So yeah, I hope he's okay and that all works out well.

But I am SO LUCKY that I haven't had anything similar happen to me - or worse. That car crash in New Jersey before the deployment sucked enough!

This was published on the back cover of Veterans' Health Fall 2008.