Saturday, March 13, 2004 :::
 

J'ai l'air de quoi avec ma cheville?



Tristan Wyatt
AGE 21; FRANKTOWN, COLORADO
Machine gunner in the Army's 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment. Lost his leg on August 25, 2003, during a firefight near Fallujah.



I was in the back of an armored personnel carrier. We got hit by a rocket-propelled grenade. It was a shitty day, to say the least. I just kept shooting. I thought I was dead anyway.

I've had to relearn everything from standing up to walking. I'd been snowboarding for close to eight years before I got hit, and I'm just hoping to be able to do it again.

I want to go back to the military. I want my old job back. I was infantry. We blew things up. I felt like my heart was in the right place over there.

The damage done

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::: posted by Tranxenne at 3:34 PM

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