while jim was debating whether to bunch the ejection seat, the pursuing goose sored. he was dragging 35 feet of nylon rope. the feathered projectile stretched far enough to spring the goose back. he managed to bounce in a muddy spot and survive. the audience of cowboys hooted and hollered and honked. well, jim regained his composure, eased the snorting buck and announced tomorrow he would demonstrate his technique, goose healing. this is baxter black. >>> baxter will return next week. until you can read his work online. it was more surreal than anything. you're under fire. you're getting blown up. there's definitely adrenaline. there was the explosion, and i remember just opening my eyes, and it got both of my legs. i had surgery after surgery, you know, i was on a lot of pain medicine. "what's going to happen next? and how long am i going to be here?" the wounded warrior project dropped off a backpack for me. and it had everything in there that i could possibly have needed at that time. peer visitors, people who have been where i had been before, said, "look, brother,