So, Did I Ever Tell You About the Time I Almost Got Shot (Twice)?
The other day on The Boris and Robyn Show we were talking about brushes with death. So, did I ever tell you about that time I almost got shot? Actually, there were two times, but one was much scarier than the other for some reason.
First, the not as scary time I almost got shot. I was taking a photography class, and my friend Tommy Webster and I decided to head out toward New Paltz and maybe capture pictures of cool old barns. There were lots of barns, but there was one that stood out. So, we pull over, get out of the car with camera in hand, and start to cross the field to the barn. I can’t remember for sure, but I believe I was able to actually snap a few pictures before the farmer who owned the land came out with a shotgun pointed right at us and suggested that we move along. He may have been yelling and using some choice words. It was hard to hear when we were running and screaming for our lives. And that was the not as scary time.
The scary time? That was at a little bar called Club 32 on Route 32 just past five corners in Vails Gate. It was just this little shack of a dive bar with a pool table. I was probably 18 or 19. It was me, my then boyfriend Richie, and this guy named Geege that we met at Bowling Time. That’s pronounced like George, but with an ee in the middle. I think there may have been a couple of other friends with us, but I don’t remember who. It was also the middle of the day.
Anyway, we were playing pool, and this big guy came in and challenged Geege to a game. The big guy was talking about how he was a paratrooper in Vietnam. He obviously had some issues, and he wasn’t a very good pool player. And guess what? He was a sore loser. We didn’t realize how sore until he went to his car and came back waving a gun. The guy was nuts, and I was crouching behind the bar scareder than I’ve ever been. Here’s the weird thing. I have no memory of how it ended. I know we didn’t get shot, and I know the guy eventually left, but I have no memory of the little details. But I do remember how frighted I was.
I’m sure there were other times through the years that I’ve been scared, had some close calls, and maybe even had a brush with death. Maybe without even realizing it. But these two incidents stand out. Could be the guns. In any case, I sure am happy to be here to tell the story. Ever have a brush with death? I’d love to hear your story.
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