The Roof!
This is a fun little story....
While in Germany.....with USARGE...I got an assignment....go to this city...we met four
Special Forces Operatives and helped them get on the right train....that's all....and we did
just that....fifteen mintues work...
Baby... We were in Koln....the Captitol of W. Germany.....this is were the story gets a bit
wild.....After more drinking than even I thought I could do.....it was 05:00 Hrs....and we had
a train to catch.....we grabbed our bags...and we went down the stairs of this small
Gausthouse and tried the front door...it was locked....Crap!
The train was leaving in just a half hour...we had to go!
Upstairs...a window...I ran up the stairs to look out....Oh! This should be easy.
And the window was open..we could climb out...and jump down onto a tile roof maybe five
five feet below us...then drop to the side walk.....and make a run for the train......sounded
good right! Well, at first....
My fellow Patriot..climbed out the window first...made a rolling motion as he hit the roof five
feet below him and rollled again... as he hit the ground below.....
Wow! I am no super Hero....but that was good.....But I was in good shape too....I got on
the ledge...with my suit case....and threw it.....and it fell to the ground two stories below
me....
Okay, here goes....just a simple jump....five feet..go...go...and I did...and I tripped.
And felt myself hitting the red tiled roof.....and....and..going through it!.....and landing in
someone's attic....on my back.....looking up at a huge hole I had made in the roof. Oh
Crap!.....I waited a second or two to see if anyone was aroused by the noise I made falling
threw the roof.....Nothing, not a sound....I picked myself up off the attic floor, brushed
off my Class "A" Uniform from all the debris and checked myself for injuries...only my pride
was wounded.
I climbed out the hole in the roof....slid down to the edge of the roof and jumped to the
ground...thud! After checking to see again if anyone had noticed all the commotion.....My
buddy and I walked the four blocks to the Haumpt Bahnhoff.....and made good our esape.....
A true story......
Copyright © Randall Smith | Year Posted 2010
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