Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Army Story

I wish I was 1/2 the storyteller my dad is, but I'll give it my best shot. My dad took out a loan to pay some bills and I told him that no one would hold it against him if he just took the money and left for Mexico. He told me that if there was one time he would have headed for Mexico, it would have been when he was in the Army, then proceeded to relay the following tale:

It was early on in his military career. He was a payguard, which is the guy that guards the guy who carries the money for people's paychecks. The money carrier guy had to use the bathroom or something and left my dad, alone, in a room with two loaded .45s and $40,000 cash. The only thing that stopped him, or so he says, was that he didn't think that even in Mexico in the 70s that $40k would last that long. So he didn't risk it. If it hadn't been around the holiday season (which holiday he didn't specify) then the take would have been much greater.

So I guess the moral (or at least my secondary reason for telling this story) is that nothing is accidental. Had any one of a number of factors been different in that very situation (and that surrounding my parent's meeting) then I wouldn't be here. I'd be living some other life with some other family in some other place. We each live the life we were meant to live. For better or for worse. At the risk of getting too philosophical, each decision we make is like a stone on a pond. The ripples reaching further and touching more things than the stone itself ever could.

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