Will Atherton told me it was Josie"s last act before she got hit by the explosion. It hit me in the back, and on the back of the head. A lot of debris flew in every direction. I nearly died as a result of concussion. My bride, my love, my everything, the woman I wanted so much before she would ever even talk to me, the tough one, the sweet one, the wonderful brave one who cared more for me than I ever realized, the one into whose eyes I wanted to gaze the rest of my days on earth, the only woman I had ever sought for more than a one night stand, almost died that morning, and survived in fits and starts, with some dangerous moments over the next several months.
Oh, sweet Josie. Her injuries from the explosion were massive, but not too serious for her to recover the doctors told me. I didn’
