I had taken a part-time job delivering pizza. It was a way of making much needed cash to help cover medical bills for my eight-month old daughter and the baby boy in my wife’s stomach at four months.
On Oct 31, 1985, when on my first run of the night, I stopped at a gas station to call the store to confirm a house number that I could not find. I was confronted by a junkie that had just broken into a house to steal two guns!
He used a .38 hollow point and shot me through the shoulder. The bullet entered my neck and exited my face, hitting my jawbone and carotid artery.
I was on total life support and have permanent nerve damage. There were problems with the pregnancy from that point on, due to the stress my wife endured and the health problems my son now lives with!