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But I couldn't walk around the back of my Jeep because the back of my Jeep was over hanging a sea ravine and I had no top on a Jeep, no roll bar or anything. Just if the engine had chunked for just one more cycle, my Jeep would have gone over backwards and I would have died. And then I almost got hit by a bus in Germany on my bicycle. I shudder to remember that moment and there's some other moments too. I'm glad that I survive and folks play and I say that because we've lost one of our brothers due to a tragic accident when he was 27. Kevin does not exist anymore except in our hearts and minds. I light a candle for Kevin every year on his birthday. So yes, I'm glad I didn't die. Our cousin Guy died in a hotel room with booze and barbs. But their family is Roman Catholics.