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The Adams Mark Hotel: Minneapolis, MN. |
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While in Minneapolis, things began "getting out of control" on a boyish level. The picture below shows Jimmy and one of our pilots, Dan Arnold. Somehow it turned into a running thing. There were two entry doors to each suite, so you could run out one door, down the hall and back into the other end of the same suite. Some sort of silliness was going on that resembled a low level food fight. Both pilots were carrying trashcans with water around as the big threat. It escalated and Jimmy was slamming doors behind him as he was being chased by Dan Arnold. Round and round they went, in one door and out the other. Dan was right on his tail and about to catch him when Jimmy slammed a door one too many times. Dan yelled and fell on the floor. Jimmy had cut the tip of one of Dan's fingers completely off. There was blood everywhere. Jimmy, of course, felt horrible. Still does to this day. (Being the good friend of his that I am, it's my job to bring up these painful events from his past) After examining the wound, we quickly looked around for the tip of his finger, but couldn't find it. After searching hurriedly with no luck, we finally stopped and rushed Dan to the hospital emergency room. Jimmy stayed to continue looking for the tip of the finger. He finally found it. It was still lodged in the door jam, where the latch hole is. Yech! It's true. He grabbed it and brought it to the hospital. They tried to attach it, but I don't think the graft worked. I hope I'm wrong about that part, but it's been so many years, I can't be sure. I can tell you one person that knows for sure. Dan Arnold, that's who. Dan is a great guy, but I haven't seen him in years. Can you blame him? If you're out there Dan ... YO! How's it? So kids, when your mom tells you, "Stop running and don't slam that door. You're gonna hurt somebody" ... BELIEVE IT. It's the truth. |
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