dearlenbaugh wrote:
Besides the year I spent in Vietnam (1970-71) nothing happened to me that was interesting enough to be confused with a lie, so. . .

Statement 1: I posed for a photo with a corpse of a North Vietnamese soldier. It was stiff from rigor mortis and horribly decomposed. We stood it upright for the picture, and it looked like something out of a zombie movie.

Statement 2: I lost all respect for Bob Hope, one of my favorite performers, while watching his 1970 Christmas USO show. He seemed to be performing exclusively for the TV cameras filming the show for his production company, and showing little concern for the G.I.s in the audience beyond what was getting on TV.

Statement 3: I slipped and fell over 200 feet down the side of a cliff, bouncing off limbs and branches all the way before landing in dense foliage at the bottom. I was bruised everywhere, torn up and scraped, but nothing was broken. A little disinfectant, gauze, and tape, and I was ready to drive on.


Number one- sounds right for the time and place ... True Number two- the star was seasoned enough, and I'd seen it on his face myself ... True Number three- the only option in my mind! False by default! Thanks!