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The tacking down of the chin strap should be done to all helmets no matter who's they are. It just makes sence since there is allot of money in dytters in there, let alone the cost of the helmet. And Bonehead is the company name, not the style of helmet geesh Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I've got a good reputation on the West coast for my jello shots. I won't give out my secrets either but mmmmmmm good! Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

How can I get directions from slick rock to the DZ? Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I lived with a guy (jumping Jack Flash) that told me of surviving 3 double mals back in the round days. His thoughts were "never give up" and he is alive today because of that. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Yes, with this being a good friend doing his part, sure hit home with me. How sad for all that are enduring this. My heart goes out to them. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

This was emailed to me by my good friend and high school buddy in Texas. He and his daughter volenteered to help at the Astrodome and this is just one story related from him. It really hits home. I hope you get something out of it. ---------------------------------------- I started by working triage with Shannon...(Goodness I love that girl)...People...more than 10,000 where coming in...as they got to the hospital if you could call it that (best Houston could do on such short notice) they had tags put on them...tags that you could rip off each part as needed. The first tag was green and said "healthy"....the second tag was yellow and said "in transit"...the next tag was red and said "critical" the top tag was black and said "deceased." If you still had your green tag you went to the Astrodome...although I am very pleased with our great city...being inside the Astrodome was like going to hell. At least you had a green tag on you. That's how Shannon spent her day. After about an hour of triage and tears, I told one of the top guys (his new best friend is Shannon) about the puppets...He got so excited I thought he was gonna wet his pants..Within 10 minutes he had me 6 volunteers (we had orange tags and felt blessed to be there) We set up an area on the second floor of the Astrodome and started puppet shows for the kids...We called it Kids of Katrina...it would take all night to tell a few stories so I will only tell one.... Had about ( I don't know) a bunch of kids...90% black 10% cajun....100% human.. all of them completely still in shock most crying. I was doing shows about how God will never leave you...even in crisis. Within about 30 minutes 90 % of them where laughing I was the only one still crying...We serve an awesome God... One little boy I noticed up front never laughed...about every hour we took a break...during the breaks I would go around the kids with a puppet (Big ventruliquism puppets). That's when I met Joshua ....If the good Lord let's me live to be a hundred years old I will never forget Joshua and the impact he had on my heart. He was a little white boy that had just turned 7. I sat next to him for awhile ...he would not looked at me or the puppet...I talked to him awhile and asked him what was wrong....He said in his very thick cajun accent ....I lost my dog....then he cried it out...He said I lost my dog.....Now the puppets try to be a little funny ...Jake ...my favorite puppet turned to him and said ...wow...that's sad...but I bet your momma will get you another dog as soon as you have a new place to live....About then his mother came up to me in tears...she said God Bless you for what you are doing...but my son is trying to tell you that "he lost his DAD" .... I have never felt so small before in my life. I have never cried so hard. I had to put the puppet back in the box and walk out of the dome for a few minutes and pray....hard. It's amazing what a good doctor God is....He embraced me...he healed me...then He send me back into talk to Joshua...needless to say Joshua became my helper for the rest of the day....After a few hours God started to heal Joshua too...He told me how his DAD...got everyone in the basket hanging from the helichopeter (that's how he pronounced it) His DAD was reaching for the basket when the roof of their house caved in and the whole house just disappeared. Joshua had just turned 7 years old the night before sleeping on the same roof with his DAD. He told me how his whole family had sang him Happy Birthday on top of the roof and how much he loved his Dad.. Two nights earlier he spent on his Uncle's shoulders in water up to his Uncle's nose....watching the alligators swim around...they could see the eyes every time the search lights from the helichopeters came by. They spent one night in the Superdome in New Orleans. That story I will never share with anyone....because you might loose your faith in the human race if I told you what Joshua said it was like inside the Superdome. That's gonna stay between Johsua and I. (and of course Jesus). By the end of the day...Joshua was becoming a pretty good harmonica player and he now owns my favorite harmonicas. I never asked his DAD's name. I didn't know how. That's just one story....the rest I am trying to forget. I will never forget Johsua as long as I live. And I will never quit thanking God for His mercy he shows my family. I was born in New Orleans in 1956 on the East Side of the French Quarter. I survived Hurricane Andrew in 1992 in Miami eight miles from the eye of the storm. What I remember the most about that storm is that not one member of my family got a scratch on them. We lost a lot of neat things. But not one drop of blood. That's a whole nuther story....I have pretty much forgotten how to tell. I grew up in South Houston with the best family in Texas...I remember my DADDY taking us to the Astrodome for ball games. The Astrodome will never look the same to me. I am crying so hard as I type this email I'm gonna quit typing and go to my comfty dry bed and pray for Joshua and his family. But I spent this time typing so that maybe If you cannot make it to the Astrodome Saturday...you might dig into your pockets and send something to the Red Cross. Joshua and Jesus would appreciate it. I need some sleep....I'm going back when the sun comes up. Puppetually Yours in Christ, Jack Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I think it's a reject from rec.com. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I couldn't have said it any better, other than I'd add that I'd have to travel real fast to see all that I want to see before I die. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I have one that has swirls like that and when she was too young to tell if it was a he or she, I called her Target. Still her name today. And she is way too smart for her own good. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I'm not a mechanic but work as a parts manager and in service for 18 years at a few dealerships and one way we checked to see if it was the motor or something else was to push the button at the same time we hit the inside door panel (where the window motor was located) and it was usuall enough to jiggle the solinoid enough to get the window up. Ya never know. Good luck. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I've never had one but that ad sure talked me into having one. Wish they were here in the states. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Thanks, I was just about to correct that. I'm such a poo butt. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

sorry, I don't know how to make it a clicky. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

You got to see this ad. It's probably the best beer ad I've seen in a very long time. www.bigad.au Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I've been reading all about his troubles and progress sincs Larry from air trash told us about it. He's quite a man trying to do something like this, especially in the heat of summer. Especially this summer. Good on him. I hope some Arizona folks can help.

Maybe the hook turn death syndrome is replacing what the cypress' are saving. It has to even out some time. (no flames please, just kidding) Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

I haven't been in the sport as many years as most of these guys but I was taught by them and my head is where theirs is and I am totally approchable if these "young jumpers" would stop long enough to listen. Most just walk away thinking we are too conservative in our ways and find someone who will go along with "their" way of thinking (good or bad, nice or dangerous). So it's not surprising that one might hear us say "let them learn the hard way since they won't listen when warned". What else are we to do? Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Damn Nick, You speak real well. Your thought process is amazing! You should write an article about this very subject and have HH post it for everyone to read. Damn, I'm very impressed. Talk to us some more! Linda Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

When I lived in Houston, we counted the days it didn't rain because they were less to count. I'm so glad to be outa there! Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

How jerky was the recoil? Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

How long is Arlo Guthries "Alices Resturant"? Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Boy Nick, you do have a way with words. I hope a greenie will put this up as a sticky for a while so others can read this. Probably won't do any good though. Keep up the good word and maybe it will sink into someone. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Has anyone heard if they got the record or not, yesterday? Their web site says nothing so I'm guessing it either didn't go or didn't break the record. Skydiving gave me a reason to live I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live

Not true. The mindwarp has pockets on both sides as well.