Yesterday, my son, Scott's, facebook update said:
"Scott got a face full of pepper spray today."
A few months ago, it was:
"Scott's warding off scurvy."
And then there was the photo of him 2 years ago where he was in some dimly lit Chinese hospital getting his head stitched up in Bejing by an ancient gnome.
These are the stuff of mother's nightmares, all brought to me on my google home page, courtesy of Facebook status updates!
Scott did, however, respond rapidlly to my inquiry as to whether he was now caught up in some riot in South America. He said that it's just something the Navy does to its. . . uh. . . employees.
????? WHY? To keep them from eating too much of the ship's food? For entertainment purposes? So they'll know what it feels like? What's next, feeding them to sharks?
And since I have no current photos of my dutiful Navy son, here's a picture of him from our trip last September, in Crater Lake, Oregon. I loved the lighting and I love my son. Following this, he served as our hood ornament for the next of the trip.