I copied and pasted my reply to a Facebook friend who I forgot I had here because if my eye had not been already sore and tearing I would have been crying as I wrote to her.
My friend in the U.S. Secret Service I know really respects and cares about me. He said he hoped Trump would pick me before he picked Pence who is healthier. My agent friend said that he would be my LEAD ( the MAN who blocks any bullet meant for me) and he ignored my answer that I would ORDER that no man sacrifice for me. When I occasionally call I am careful to ask if I am interrupting his mission but when I have cheer in my voice he notices and I tell him to be careful when protecting the Vice President or wherever he pops up.
However if I had actually achieved my delusion of grandeur in case I was shot and in pain I would have just wanted him to pull his little .38 and put one in my head.
He has been in my little mobile home and seen the papers everywhere on my dining table, sofa, etc. and heard me say "I can't read it but I know who you are" when he showed his big badge. We talked about "hitting the ground" at the sound of a gun shot and I said I could though I really could not. I recalled President Ford's look when he hear a shot. He had no physical space to drop down between the crowd and the armored limo he was about to enter. When Ronald Reagan was shot his first words were "Someone pushed me". When I flew off my motorcycle over a truck and tore my knee down to the white bone I felt no pain and did not even bleed during the 30 or 45 minute wait and while being stitched so tight that my leg was jerked off the steel surgery table. The next day the shock had worn off and I could not lift my head off my pillow. The news made a big deal about Trump walking back to the campaign microphone after the Secret Service had rushed him to safety. The incident was over and ANY MAN would have done the same. Military Troops hear and see bullets hitting all around but after the situation is secure they get up and walk away. During elementary school and part of high school I was "chicken" but that suddenly ended.
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