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June 13, 2022 |
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Ignoring Clint Eastwood's
advice in "Dirty Harry" that opinions, like
certain body parts, are best kept to yourself.
The
story to the left: The Army, in an effort to ready young
surgeons to treat war casualties, is sending doctors to work
in the trauma unit at Martin Luther King Jr./Drew Medical
Center in Watts, which receives most of Los Angeles County's
gang shooting victims.
More
Recently,
I was called by someone at the Eagle Scout Association, they
were putting together a book and wanted some input from me,
asking what it was that I learned as an Eagle Scout that
stuck with me as I traveled through life. I told the lady
that the Scout motto "Be Prepared" was it in a
nutshell.
A year or so ago, I started to put
together a first aid kit for the motorhome. Traveling alone,
often in wilderness areas, I felt I needed a good one, and
even purchased a gunshot trauma kit, something often carried
by gun enthusiasts when they go to the shooting range. You
just never know when something might happen.
Last
year, I
was camped in the same remote area where Gabby Petito was
murdered. I was letting friends and family know where
I was with my "Spot-X"
satellite locator, when I would arrive at a new location for
the night, often just a Walmart parking lot, I would hit the
button to send a canned message to the family that I was in
camp for the night and everything was ok. That message
included my GPS location and clicking it would bring up a
satellite photo of exactly where I was.
If I run into a life-threatening situation I could call in
the calvary by pressing the "SOS" button. A $25 a
year insurance policy covers the cost of extraction, getting
my beat-up body back to civilization, paying up $250,000 for
whatever it takes to do the job. A friend of mine recently
had to be transported 120 miles by air ambulance, he said it
was $44,000 and fortunately was covered by his insurance.
Recently,
I took inventory of what I had in two small red duffles, and
realized that I needed to be a lot more organized. I
couldn't wait until an emergency arose to figure out what I
had. That's when the light bulb over my head went on with
the idea to buy a fishing tackle box to organize all of
these things. It couldn't be a regular one, like my 40 year
old green one, it would have to look like a first aid kit,
readily recognized by anyone, it had to be "red".
I found the perfect one for sale at
"Farm
and Home Supply" in Quincy, Illinois. I ordered,
and it arrived last week. Yesterday, I got to work
organizing:
The green "First Aid" sticker came from
Amazon.
Now, all I need is an emergency. And a life.
Please
visit
my
travel blog to learn more about my life on the road.

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