the worst you've ever been hurt

If you want bad luck look no farther than my little brother.

When he was about 5 a stray .22 bullet found its way into a pair of his socks via the drier after one of my fathers hunting trips. My brother thinks it would be cool to hammer it and see what happens. He walks in the house with a small hole in his leg and a drop of blood trickling down his shin. Mom freaked.

When he was 7 we were racing down a huge hill in Grapevine, Tx. This hill was a monster and we would get up to about 40mph. A friend had rode his skateboard to the bottom of the hill when we started racing down on our bikes. Just as we get to the bottom of the hill the friend falls off the skateboard and the board rolls right in front of my brother who hit it and went flying over the handle bars hitting his head on the concrete just in front of a Porshe that came screaming to a hault. The guy in the Porshe starts freaking because his front bumper is about a foot from my brothers head and he thought he hit him. My brother is on the ground in a full blown seizure. I'm running as fast as I think I ever did and ran inside the nearest house to call 911 without knocking. The person inside the house, the guy in the car and the friend on the skateboard are all so freaked out they don't know what to do. My brother had a serious concussion and had to spend a couple days in the hospital.

The next summer we are over at a friends house and he tries a gainer off the diving board. Result, concussion number two and a near drowning.

About a year later a bunch of us were climbing trees in the woods. He steps on a dead branch and falls 30 feet breaking his arm and getting knocked out for a few seconds. When he got up and we were walking him home through a construction between the woods and our house he steps on a board with a nail that pierced halfway through his foot.

When he was 11 my dad had a store on Sherwood Forest in Baton Rouge. We were racing to the car and he runs behind a van parked up against the sidewalk and his first step into the parking lot he gets drilled by a Honda Accord. He busted the hood up, broke the windshield before landing flat on his back. He insisted he was fine but he still got to visit the ER. When we get to the ER he is doing wheelies in his wheelchair.

13 days later we are in Biloxi riding our bikes on the sidewalks next to Eisenhower Dr. We were coming back from the mall going to the apartment and a speeding drunk driver comes flying around the corner turning into a shopping center entrance drilling my brother. This car was an old mid 80's model tank. He did no damage to the vehicle but broke his arm, got stitches across the back of his head and yet another concussion.

Fast forward through a lucky couple years. My brother had been cutting yards and pressure washing houses since he was 13. When he was old enough to drive he had saved up enough to put 50% down on a brand new Chrysler Sebring. This is my senior year in high school and a couple days before I graduated. A friend of mine was throwing a party and he lives out in the middle of nowhere. I was on the way to the party and riding in the backseat of a friends car when we come around the corner and see headlights in down in the woods with smoke pouring out. As we get closer we see a guy trying to flag us down with blood all over his face. Guess who it was. He totalled out the new car and made it out great considering. He did get yet another concussion and some more stitches in his skull. The insurance paid for the replacement value of the Sebring so he got another one.

Two months later he is driving in the rain from Jackson to Mandeville. When he gets just south of McComb he hits a big puddle on the interstate loses control and decides to the see if Sebring #2 can take out a pine tree since Sebring #1 failed. Totalled the car and avoided a concussion.