I can't say fro sure,but back in August of 86, I was a paratrooper in Vicenza, Italy. We were conducting an airborne op. They put us out in 30 knot winds. We're not supposed to jump over 13 knots. There were seven broken legs and me. I fractured my skull just above the base of my skull in the back of my head. I'm not supposed to be verticle either. God is merciful, and in my case, He has a sense of humor. I'm glad you're still with us.
