
Double Trouble
Immediately after graduating high school, having obtained my EMT license while in high school, I spent my days in the back of an Ambulance. At 19, I was too young to be a driver, but I also had 6 years of experience in emergency medical services with the volunteer fire department at this point, so I was perfectly comfortable “in the back.” I spent most of my time transporting people to and from their treatments for cancer and kidney failure, living a few hours a day for a number of months with each of them. I listened. I cared. We prayed. Most stories here didn’t have a happy ending.
One day I showed up for a new patient, Mr. Henderson. We’d take about a 45 minute drive for his treatments. One day, as we were talking, he mentioned that he was a World War II veteran. We started talking about an old WWII flight jacket that I had inherited from a family friend, which was hand painted with the nose art from his B-24 bomber “Double Trouble.” His eyes lit up, and he said he would like to see it sometime.
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