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The SCARIEST moment in your life!

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  1. T-bone Ted

    T-bone Ted TDPRI Member

    95
    Feb 28, 2018
    Louisville, Ky
    Tell me the absolute scariest moment in your life. It may be the time you saw your grandma butt-naked getting out of the tub, could be that time you got a tax notice from the IRS, or that night you encountered an intruder in your house or maybe it was the first time that you saw your wife with no makeup! IDK?

    Here's mine:
    It was the summer of 1973 and I was a mere 15 years old. My buddies (Terry, Dennis, and I) went to the movies and saw 'The Exorcist'. We went on a Friday night and the place was packed. The movie was great and all of us agreed that the movie was quite scary and made you think about the possibilities of good vs. evil.

    Well, I had a paper route at that time in my burgeoning career and I usually got up at 5:30 a.m. to deliver the newspapers. My alarm clock was always set to wake with music. When my alarm clock went off the next morning, 'Tubular Bells' by Mike Oldfield was playing!!!! This was the theme music for the movie...I heard it loud and clear and it scared the crap out of me! I curled up in the fetal position and pulled the sheet over me and waited until daybreak like a little baby!! The papers were delivered late and some people called and complained, but there was no way in hell I was going out in the dark morning under those circumstances!!! That music was powerful and still resonates to this very day to me.
     

  2. cattzap

    cattzap Tele-Meister

    Age:
    56
    164
    Jan 18, 2018
    Carlos, Tx
    I have never been a person that has had to deal with law enforcement. Quiet, not any excitement. My truck was stolen and instead of the investigator putting the person that ok it in jail, he was doing all he could to put me in jail. Then when my grandson was born his heart was plumbed wrong and had a massive surgery to correct it. He didn't have a big chance of survival, but he did.
     

  3. Nickadermis

    Nickadermis Tele-Afflicted Silver Supporter

    Age:
    52
    Dec 18, 2016
    Camden Point, MO
    The day the doctors sat me down and told me I have Pancreatic cancer was kind of a bummer. But the day I woke up from surgery and realized I'm not invincible anymore was the scariest.

    But anything that don't kill ya, makes ya stronger :)
     
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  4. Frank'n'censed

    Frank'n'censed Doctor of Teleocity

    Mar 27, 2011
    Parts Unknown
    ”I’m pregnant”...would rock my world! :eek:

    In terms of life threatening, it was back in April, ‘07, returning alone from NYC. It was a late flight, we were early but sat on the runway for about 45 minutes. I didn’t get to my car till about 11:30pm, having to contend with a flat tire, (using a sparesaver for the first time), poor lighting, uneven gravel, ground & drowsiness. After changing tires at SeaTac, I couldn’t find anything other than a cheap repair kit to remove & plug my flat...no tire service & these foreign, late night attendents didn’t know diddley! Now I had to contend with driving all the way to Vancouver on a sparesaver, in the slow lane, fighting off the sandman!! I tried every trick I knew, including rest stop coffee/water, open windows, loud music...inevitably I awoke, to the jolt & sound of scraping a concrete, lane divider, about a half hour south of Bellingham! That wall probably saved my life, as I would’ve ended up in lake, over the steep drop off. Even with the adrenalin rush, I still had to hit another rest stop to keep awake! What I learned was don’t drive alone at night on long, highway ventures...the sad reality and root of my distress, was I’d missed my initial flight, the day before, due to track maintenance, missing work. My shift wasn’t till 2:00pm, I coulda taken a room right at the parkade?! I still haven’t repaired the driver’s side souvenir & keepsake

    Getting wrongfully fired from a union job of a quarter century, is something I’m still contending with...thankfully, after apprenticing with retirement for several years, I’m only a few years from the actual threshold
     
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  5. Dennyf

    Dennyf Tele-Holic

    687
    Feb 9, 2011
    Charlotte, NC
    I guess it was the time I had a head-on with a car in my van (old flat-front Ford Econoline). Rainy day, car in the oncoming lane was slowing for a turn, car behind didn't notice until too late, swerved into my lane. I jogged right to miss him, thought I got away with it, he clipped my left rear quarter, which angled me back on the road, headed across the oncoming lane again. I was countersteering, bringing it back around, and saw the big, scared face of the woman in the next oncoming car just before we hit, and I remember just having time to think, "Well, this is it."

    Turns out it wasn't.
     

  6. william tele

    william tele Doctor of Teleocity Ad Free Member

    Nov 7, 2009
    Kansas City, MO
    When my daughter was in middle school and one of her friends told me she was running away from home. The most terrifying three hours of my life...

    The first time I was scared by the law I was maybe ten. It was halloween and a cop chased me into an alley and I was hiding behind a garage. He seemed to know where I was and we did the cartoon dance were I would go one way and he would hurry and change directions trying to catch me...but he had a flashlight and I could always see when he switched. Finally he gave up and I collapsed with a heartbeat of around 500 bpm...
     

  7. Mjark

    Mjark Doctor of Teleocity Silver Supporter

    Feb 14, 2011
    Annapolis, MD
    Probably last August when I got a garbled text from my son's best friend's little sister saying my son fractured his skull while visiting in Charleston SC. We drove all night. We had to walk down a long corridor to intensive care and my heart was pounding harder with every step. Although we had some reassurances on the way down over the phone, it wasn't until I could look him in the eye and see he was not impaired that I could finally relax.
     

  8. Bendyha

    Bendyha Tele-Afflicted Ad Free Member

    Mar 26, 2014
    Northern Germany
    After a three day non-stop snow fall, the village where I was living was totally cut-off. The only shop in the village was run by a guy who lived out-side of the village, and couldn't make it in. So...to get provisions, I, along with dozens of other people had to walk the 5 miles down the valley into the next town.
    At the entrance to this town was the graveyard, and I, having made a wooden cross with inscription for a freind who was burried there the previous summer, but not having visited the grave since, thought it was a good opportunity to go in and have a look to see if the cross had stood up to the winter conditions.
    I sort of knew where the grave was, but with everything being knee deep in snow, I was a bit dissorientated. I saw not far infrount of me a mound, and thought I would be able to get my bearings and spot the grave if I stood on top of it...................a heap of earth in a grave-yard means - hole.
    Yep, I suddenly fell downwards, catching my two ellbows on the boards that where doing a poor job of covering it. The snow meant that my head was below surface level, and my two legs where just dangelling in a dark void below. Yes, I was suddenly scared. Alone, not visible, cold, and out out hear-shot of help.
    Fortunatly I was able to clamber out. I didn't progress to seach for the grave of my freind, just hot-footed it out of that grave-yard as fast as I could, and searched for the nearest warm pub.
     

  9. Preacher

    Preacher Friend of Leo's

    Apr 17, 2007
    Big D
    Going 70 down a mountain road on a ten speed with no brakes... in a tank top, short shorts and chuck taylor low tops.
     

  10. soul-o

    soul-o Tele-Afflicted

    Age:
    50
    Jan 29, 2007
    Boston
    Well, I had a stroke in 2016 and when I tried to talk and saw the look on my wife's face. That was bad.
     

  11. Stubee

    Stubee Poster Extraordinaire Silver Supporter

    Jan 22, 2007
    Mid-Michigan
    I’ve only been truly scared once in my adult life. I mean, how often do we really get seriously scared, like our life hangs on a precipice? I’ll try to shorten a long story.

    I was flying to Sydney, Australia on 9/11/2001. I was in the upper business class on a 747 when we were awoke by the pilot late in flight to report there was a problem with a ‘door’ in our area. A few minutes later he reported they hadn’t resolved the problem, so for safety’s sake they were moving us outta those seats. Flight attendants told us to leave everything behind, and escorted us to the very back of the plane.

    I sat down beside a young man who was heading to Australia to sell his father’s sailboat, due to the Dad dying in a private plane crash. We talked with others around us on the ‘door’ problem, when the pilot announced “Well, it just seems things are going from bad to worse. That cargo door light is still on, so we’re just going to touch down in Brisbane to check it out and refuel”. I flew a lot & knew we couldn’t need fuel, so looked out the window only to note we were about six feet above the runway. We touched down and taxied forever. When the plane stopped there was no terminal, nothing in sight in the dawn light, but I saw many vehicles with flashers heading towards us. They were police, and as they surrounded us & unloaded about fifty heavily armed men I would have emailed my boss right then to say “I QUIT” if I coulda.

    The pilot then came on to tell us about the attacks, which were incomprehensible to us. To complicate matters, my seat mate said “There’s something wrong in that cockpit”! I said “like a hijacker?” and he said yes, because the pilots voice had cracked when he told us what’d happened. I argued the emotion was due to the gravity of what he’d described, but my seat mate turned, pointed his finger in my face & said “My father was an international United Airlines pilot for 35 years! He’d never show any emotion: we are being hijacked”!! Oh, just great.

    Well, we were not hijacked. I learned from a FEMA guy later that they crew suspected a couple guys on our plane & took action to be careful. We were about the last plane to touch down globally that day, and tensions were high. We were all questioned by the Australian version of the FBI, and then we moved on to share the shock the rest of the world had witnessed on TV, etc.

    I did keep flying on business & pleasure, but the event scared me enough to cause shallow breathing for months afterward when I described it. What got me was this: I was so afraid when nothing really even happened to me. What of my relatives and friends that have experienced war and other horrors? Yeah, I do believe PTSD is real.
     

  12. Boubou

    Boubou Poster Extraordinaire Gold Supporter

    Age:
    58
    Jul 30, 2005
    Montreal, Quebec

  13. Bellacaster

    Bellacaster Tele-Holic

    790
    Sep 5, 2010
    Ypsilanti, MI
    In 2003 I was at a destination wedding in the Dominican Republic. We ventured off the resort for a tour of the area and went for a hike up a mountain or large hill. I was walking close to the edge. My friend asked me something and I turned around to face her and there was nothing there when I put my foot down. Over the edge I went. There was an outcropping about five feet down that I landed on. Beyond that was about 100 feet down to a pile of jagged rocks.

    I've also hit black ice a few times on the highway driving a Jeep Wrangler. Both times I was lucky there were no cars near me.
     

  14. Flakey

    Flakey Friend of Leo's

    Several times when I was in the Army and as I reflect on those moments 35 years ago I should have been even more afraid. Ah, the hubris of youth.
     

  15. LutherBurger

    LutherBurger Friend of Leo's

    Oct 29, 2013
    NYC

  16. raysachs

    raysachs Tele-Afflicted Silver Supporter

    Age:
    59
    May 21, 2017
    Near Philly
    I was driving with a buddy from Tucson to San Diego in late December 1978 for a couple Dead shows. Just a couple of longhairs excited for the good times to come and fortunately without too many drugs in the car. We were in my beat to hell, oil spewing, faded red ‘68 VW bug. We were west of Casa Grande on I-8 in the middle of absolute nowhere desert when amazingly suddenly, like they materialized out of nowhere, we were surrounded by about 8 Highway Patrol cars, sirens blaring, who pulled us over, surrounded us, and all jumped out behind their doors with guns drawn and aimed at us. Bullhorn told us to get our hand up, leave the vehicle and get face down on the ground. Which we did.

    Seems a couple of OTHER guys had just pulled off a pretty impressive bank heist in Casa Grande and got away in a faded red VW. Thought we was them, is what they thought... We weren’t, but what we were was scared shirtless - the R is silent. Took a while to extricate ourselves from this mess but eventually we were cleared and on out way. Saw a couple of fine shows in San Diego and LA on the 28th and 31st and was even offered a ticket and a seat on a commuter flight to San Francisco for the legendary Winterland closing show on the 31st. Which I had to decline because both my friend and I had to get back to Tucson and we both had the flu by then. Which made for another miserable drive across that desert. Turned out that LA-SF flight was basically occupied by my friend who offered me the ticket and the Grateful effing Dead,so I was a little sorry to have missed that!

    But that was an incredibly frightening moment. Had a couple of less intense run ins with the law because of my appearance in those days. Being a long hair in the SW in those days is the only thing that comes even slightly close to giving me an appreciation for what black guys confront every day with cops in this country...

    -Ray
     

  17. uriah1

    uriah1 Doctor of Teleocity Silver Supporter

    Feb 12, 2011
    Around
    Other than the phone call about my daughter,..I
    Ran out of flowing air and got water on a dive and rested on the bottom at about 40ft.
    Whole life really goes in front of you . I had to come up with enough
    air to clear breather and then get it started. Whew..
    35yrs ago..have not dove since.. I had 7 certificates (Cave,wreck,night,etc,etc)
     
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  18. ac15

    ac15 Poster Extraordinaire Ad Free Member

    May 9, 2005
    CHICAGO, IL.
    “Kind of a bummer”

    You must be master of understatement!

    Glad you’re doing well.
     

  19. Middleman

    Middleman Friend of Leo's

    Aug 29, 2007
    MV, CA
    So many. The top of the heap would be sliding down a winding mountain road on black ice. Car did multiple 360s hit a rock face and sparks flew but came to stop in the gravel at the side of the road. My car was on the wrong side of the road facing oncoming traffic but the tires caught the gravel. I opened my door and there was nothing to step out onto except a 1000 foot drop into darkness. I had to get out on the passenger side and me and my buddy walked behind the vehicle to discuss our luck. At that moment a semi truck came by us and the air compression almost pushed the car and us off the mountain. The vehicle.....was a Ford Pinto. You don't get any luckier than walking away from that.

    One more....I found myself tumbled out of a canoe in the flood waters of the Little Niagua River in Southern Missouri. I floated into a large tree blockage which spanned across the whole river under which the rapidly moving flood water was sucking everything that could float. My canoe which was floating nearby was sucked under the trees and as I came closer I knew I would likely drown but grabbing onto the tree above the vortex of sucking water was my last chance of walking away.

    The water was up to my mouth and most of my body was under the tree being pulled down. My arms were wrapped upward around the tree and I felt someone grab my hand. I looked up and there was my big brother, who had seen my unfortunate tumble and had pulled up on the bank and run out onto the tangled web of trees. He pulled me up. About that time my canoe shot up out of the water about 30 feet away on the other side of the tree blockage and I shrugged my shoulders, ran to the downstream side of the tangled trees, jumped in the water and swam after my canoe. I quickly caught up with it and dragged it to shore to empty out the water.

    There are more, just not as exciting as those.
     

  20. Jack S

    Jack S Friend of Leo's Silver Supporter

    Sep 25, 2008
    Berwyn, IL
    I think the scariest moment for me was when my daughter who had had open heart surgery when she was 6 1/2 months old was 3 years old and the doctor told us she had a fistula from the previous surgery, and we asked if she would need more surgery and his answer was not today. He meant she would need it later in the week. The first surgery was bad enough! Fortunately, the surgeon was the head of the Heart Institute and was one of the finest cardiac surgeons in the world.
     
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