Go check out SrA Brian Kolfage’s story over at Blackfive’s place.

“You never know when it’s coming, until its too late. You never think it’s going to be you, another statistic, injured or dead? When that mortar hit me I flew about six feet in the air and landed on my back, conscious, with my body parts splattered all around me. You wont think about death. I didn’t. I just wanted to go home and be with my wife, Nikki. I wasn’t scared, I was angry that it was me and not knowing what was going to happen to me. I was lying on rocks, I took a look around and saw bloody body parts everywhere, muscle, and skin. It made me more furious. Every doctor told me I wasn’t supposed live, but I did. I had a collapsed lung, two above the knee amputations, right hand amputation, and some internal injuries. when I woke up I had tubes down my throat, through my ribs into my lungs, in my stomach and numerous tubes where my legs were blown off, and I was on a respirator. What doesn’t kill me only makes me that much stronger”.

I don’t care who ya are, that’s about as badass as I’ve ever seen.