Three events during WWII, when I escaped from the reaper in the "nick of time" (many more, "less hairy" situations), the last one then in Dec 44, after being liberated by the Screaming Eagles (the 101st airborne division), being retaken by a column of German tanks. When finally reliberated, had to have an emergency double hernia operation, which left me struggling with the reaper (with a nasty case of peritonitis) for almost ten years... and yes, there is a book in it, but I am not ready to cry "poor me" at this time. I would rather win the current fight.
