This interesting story came in...
I was watching some of videos the other day and I remembered hearing you talk about how we have to learn to fight past the gunshot, slash, stab and/or vicious hit many times in order to win. I thought of a story I've heard about someone in my family and I thought this a perfect example of what you were talking about I decided to share it with you. Please forgive me if the details are spotty this story has been handed down and retold many times.
Many years ago my great, great grandfather (I don't know what his name was for sure, I'll call him "Jack" for simplicity) was outside at his wood pile cutting and splitting firewood when a man approached him (I also don't know this man's name, I'll call him "Joe"). Jack was simply minding his own business trying get up some firewood but Joe had very evil intentions. The story goes that two had been feuding over something, I don't know what it was they were feuding over, the reasons I've heard include quarreling over a plow and/or a mule, another reason (and the most likely reason I believe) was a woman had "promised" Joe she would love him if he killed Jack for her. While Jack was cutting firewood Joe approached him and suddenly slashed him, I'm not sure whether or not there was an arguement before Jack was slashed or not. Jack fell to the ground, he was down but not out, Jack somehow managed to get his own knife out and while holding in his guts get back up and continue fighting and kill Joe before collapsing to the ground. After Jack had fallen to the ground some family members who must have seen the comotion called a doctor to tend to Jack. Jack had fallen into to some wood chips and when the doctor arrived Jack's chances for survival didn't look good at all, the doctor cleaned out the wound as best as he could and stitched the cut up. A family member walked from Hayesville, North Carolina to Robbinsville, North Carolina to stand guard over Jack in case other members of Joe's clan wanted revenge. Jack to the suprise of everyone survived and live several more years after this incident.
This story is proof to me that your adage of "Go down fighting . . .You may never have to go" is very true. I hope you enjoy this story, I'll see you when you come to Andrews, North Carolina this month.
Brent J. Roberson