not much scares me, to the point that I scare other people. I'm not talking stupid daring stuff like jumping off a bridge into a cup of water, but "everyday" stuff. Heights, fire, reptiles, marsupials, moderate pain, running aircraft, speed, blood, injured people, machinery, etc.
I don't have any kids, but the thought of injured kids scares me.
I really hate dancing but am not scared of it.
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. - Thomas Edison
Yet to meet a critter that scared me. I mean, you gotta respect the dangerous ones - like large pitbulls and venomous spiders, but I do not 'lose it' when I see them.
I did public speaking, performed on stage. I don't consider myself a good dancer... until I've had a drink or two.
I've explored caves where you had to crawl on your belly through some passages and squeeze through narrow cracks. Scuba dived to 100+ feet and explored shipwrecks while sharks were about (NOT Great Whites). I don't have fear of heights - I also do rock climbing and alpine skiing. I would love to try piloting a small plane or fly a glider.
However, I will never jump out of a perfectly good plane, trusting to a bunch of fabric and ropes to keep me from going splat.
Something happening to my wife/kid gotta be my worst nightmare.
When I was on ship I used to have nightmares all the time about my son (3 at the time) running on the cat walk and falling overboard. That and the ship sinking while I was inside which I would somehow be in a vent shaft and while crawling throught it I would awaken to my head crashing into the rack above me. These were both regular occurences.
When im in the field I have lots of crazy dreams. A couple night in a row I woke up screaming. And woke up everyone else. One time some tanks drove by in the middle of the night. In my dream they were enemy tanks and they were attacking us. Well I was in my sleeping bag, in my dream I was trapped in cami netting and could not reach my rifle. So I was screaming obscenities to kill the @#$% and attack. Some of the youger Marines were pretty freaked out by that. A couple nights later someone started the 5 ton I was near and I thought I was about to be ran over and was again trapped. When I woke up I though holy #@$% its really happening and continued to yell for them to stop until I could get out of my sleeping bag.
One time in Okinawa while sleeping I drempt that we were under attack with chemical weapons and they were going through our MOPP gear. I woke up in the middle of the jungle in skivvies with my poncho liner. No idea where I was. Luckily some people were still coming back from land nav and I followed them back. This is a routine occurence in the field and for some reason I can never reach my gun. Lately though in dreams like that I get my gun but the trigger just won't function properly. Its like it has a 50000 lb pull or its malfunctioning and that scares me. Needing my weapon and not getting it in time or it malfunctions when you really need it scares me the most.
YOU DONT HAVE TO TRAIN TO BE MISERABLE. YOU HAVE TO TRAIN TO ENDURE MISERY.
Even at 42 years of age this still makes my heart race for some reason and my mother is 78 years old. My daughters think it is too funny when grandma still gets on me for one thing or another.
Also the thought of something serious happening to one of my daughters scares the He** out of me.
The one thing that I have a BIG BIG problem with is SNAKES....for some reason I can't even watch them on television. And we have small snakes around here and I know it so when I am out in the yard I am always watching and making sure that I don't see one, and if I do I head the other way.
A couple of summers ago my BIL caught one in the yard while they were here on a family gathering and he was showing the kids and he headed over to the area where we were all sitting and I headed the other way. When he found out I didn't like them he stopped where he was. I don't even like the kids to have those fake rubber snakes.
The other things that scare me are my kids getting hurt and Mark also. Because normally there isn't much that I can do to help them and I don't like that feeling.
In 1993 in New Mexico there was a deadly virus going around called Hanta virus. About half who caught it died. Some of those who caught it were dead within 24-36 hours. The Hanta virus was spread by deer mouse droppings and urine. Several years later I was cleaning out an old shed and stumbled upon a mouse nest whereupon the mice scampered away. They looked like deer mice. That scared me. I got out fast. No ill effects.
When im in the field I have lots of crazy dreams. A couple night in a row I woke up screaming. And woke up everyone else. One time some tanks drove by in the middle of the night. In my dream they were enemy tanks and they were attacking us. Well I was in my sleeping bag, in my dream I was trapped in cami netting and could not reach my rifle. So I was screaming obscenities to kill the @#$% and attack. Some of the youger Marines were pretty freaked out by that. A couple nights later someone started the 5 ton I was near and I thought I was about to be ran over and was again trapped. When I woke up I though holy #@$% its really happening and continued to yell for them to stop until I could get out of my sleeping bag.
Needing my weapon and not getting it in time or it malfunctions when you really need it scares me the most.
First of all, Dash, thanks for all you do!
My father used to wake up screaming 20 yrs after retiring from the Army. Seems he took a little unathorized trip across the border into Czeckoslovakia for a beer when he was stationed in Europe after WWII. If he'd been discovered by either side he would have been shot. Woke him up with nightmares ever after.
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