I always knew it growing up, but it's still nice to see it. Yesterday my dad was a town hero.
Okay I can't really say that I saw it, but I did hear about it.
A car accident happened right in front of my parents yesterday afternoon. Being the go-help-first and ask-questions-later kinda guy my dad is, he hops out of the car to help the young man laying on the ground. Head gushing with blood and a crushed on, my dad knew it was bad.
Then it got worse.
Apparently this man was very angry and agitated. Fighting and yelling at my dad for helping him, my dad sees this man has a gun. A GUN! Holding the man down my dad reaches around and grabs the gun off the guys hip, securing the gun away from this durranged man.
Cops and EMS finally shows up and takes over. Thank God no one got hurt from this man. Apparently what happens is when a person has a serious head trauma, it can alter their mood and state of mind- turing them into a crazy person.
My dad is an everyday hero.
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