Their is an old guy who has walked by our house two times a day for as long as we've lived here. He walks a little boxer bog.<br /><br />Behind our house is a little park, and a pathway between the part and out street runs next to our driveway. I was sitting here (on the computer) and my sister came runing into the house and said (their is a dead guy in the woods!!!!!!!!) She got me real scaired. I told her to stay in the house and I ran out to see what was going on. I found the guy who I waved to every day since I was a baby laying on top of a bunch of branchs with his dog laying next to him, poor dog dident know what was going on.<br /><br />I could see him breathing, and with jabed him he opend his eyes. I tryed to stand him up but he was too heavy, I called for my friend (he was down the street) and him and I were able to get him into a lawn chair I got from our back yard. Once we got him up he said not to call 911. After about 5minetts of searching I found his glasses. He was really out of it, he was acting drunk, but I knew had not been drinking. <br /><br />Then he just started rambing he said that he is 79years old
. After trying for a while I got a phone number out of him, I called his son and he came and picked him up, he was takeing him to the ER. He was unable to walk to his son's truck, he had to drive into the woods to get him, he messed up his knee I think
<br /><br />That was my action for the day, I feel bad for the guy, I never really talked to him..... but he would always say "hi" and wave with he walked buy.... seemed like a nice guy. I hope he's alright.