This is a time of reflection for me and as I journied into the past one particular life altering time came to me.
When I came back from my trip over the pond {the pacific} I for some insane reason thought I was immortal and invulnerable
to pain and harm.
I was making the rounds seeing old friends that I had lost track of over the years and made contact with 2 brothers
that were my friends the speaks brothers... well larry was my age and one tough man... johnny was older and even badder.
While we were bullshiting and recounting the pass few years I started bragging about what a badass I turned into {complimants of usmc}
well mr. speaks {rufus} said to me yer still just a punk kid to me, {he was in 60s then} so as my ego was peirced I rose up and disrespected him.. he then asked me if I was serious and challenging him. me like a moron and child answered yes..
Well mr. speaks took me downstairs and gave me a lesson in fighting .... ie: left me bleeding and brokenup/
This is a lesson to me because it taught me never underestimate someone.. and do not disrespect your elders...
At this point in my life I would like to offer thanks to mr. speaks for a lesson well learned.
If your still alive ... bless you for not destroying me.. and a thank you to larry and johnny speaks for befriending me.