Well almost - one passed all the way through my left thigh longways. Went in the back of my leg just above my knee and came out the front just below the hip joint shattering several inches of bone. Choppered off the side of a mountain in the darkest of nights to a field hospital in Duc Pho and then to Da Nang when they saw I needed a vein graft. The only thing the bullet missed in my leg was the femoral artery which would have made me bleed out in a couple of minutes - I even waited a bit to call the medic because I knew he couldn't do much if that was the case. The bullet to my arm had come through a small tree first and left splinters and part of the bullet in my biceps and elbow areas ( still can see and feel the metal just under my skin right in the joint). I wouldn't have bet much that I would see a 50th anniversary of that event while waiting for the chopper. It's a great day to be a Tiger - 50 years of smiles.