Grotto's is going crazy I can hear people making bets about who will win the

Fist Fight… Up to this point, I have been the underdog… one of my ribs is

broken from the Walk.. I have welts all over my body.. It's Time Yell the

Crowd……… Jimbob and me..move slowly….. The crowd goes crazy… They

had made an arena in the Middle of Grotto's parking lot.. with junker cars…..

We kiss our women… and get to the middle of the Arena… We address the

crowd.. Jimbb 1st…"Before I knew this man… I wanted to kick his ass… I'm still

going to Kick his Ass.. but He has become my friend.. He has proved beyond

any doubt.. he can run the with Best… I am glad to know this Beaner…It's not

about Skin color, money, fortune.. I would put my life on the line for Him. and I

know he would do the same for me… for in our Missions all over this world..

When you're far away from home .. your true brother or sister is American. you

have to trust he believes the same as you.. Beaner your Turn" I look at Jimbob

reach in my pocket and hand him. a medallion.. I had made a copy of one my

father handed me before he died down in Supai.."Jimbob after I'm done kicking

your butt, I will tell you about this medallion.. Listen everybody thank you for

helping me get my soul back.. Isn't it Great to be and American.. Yaaaaa. let the

Fighting begin.."" We take 5 paces away from each other.. Stop and Salute..

each other." We start circling. Left right left I swing miss him. he smacks me

right in the stomach.. it goes on like this for almost ½ hr… The Music is blaring.

the crowd is cheering.. Mary and Janet are Screaming kick his ass

BABY…….KICK HIS ASS…they look at each other and smile they have

become best friends. One of us has to blank out for the count of ten or give

up….. We stop BUDDAH Yells Beer Break……….. Jimbob and me look at

each other.. Beer Break sounds good.. nobody is giving way between us… we

stop our women bring us our beer Jimbob COORS Yuckk.. Me Budweiser.

yaaa….me an jimbob sit down next to each other.. Mary next to me and Janet

next to Jimbob… My jaw hurts, my stomach is acking.. My rib is throbbing…

Pain and sweat the NAVY Seal way….. I'm glad Mogollon is down here Playing.

There a band I heard at a Country Bar Michael took me too.. They're not all

Rock and ROLL.. What the Heck a little bit of Country is good for the Soul……

Of course Buddha had to put a timer on… The Crowd is Yelling 5 minutes, 4

minutes, 3 minutes… 2 minutes, 1 minute.. GO BOYS.. I'm not done with my

Beer yet.. I hate to waste a perfectly wonderful beer.. Jimbob looks at me..

"Listen Robert, we can call it a truce.. I say ya but "we'll never know who the

Toughest Hombre is will we".. He says "ok Pendejo.. let's finish this.. " We

stand go back to the middle of this make shift arena take 5 steps and salute…

each other again….. The fighting starts………. 5 minutes 10minutes.. were

fighting fools… … The crowd gets quiet.. they start parting… Me and Jimbob

stop and look towards the rear… … The music stops We look and here comes

Mrs. Pendleton….. with a piece of paper in her hand..Mrs Pendleton would

sometimes show up at Grotto's. because she loves Hard Rock.. Go feger a 69-

year women.. Wonderful Lady… She looks distraught…..She comes to middle

of the arena…. and says "My son and his 2 children have been Kidnapped by

terrorist in Iraq" the government doesn't want to dare go into Iraq because of

the AFGHAN problems.. I want to hire some of you to go rescue them….I look

at Jimbob.. he looks at me at the same time, we say "We'll go Mam" She says

only 2 can go that's all I can afford.. We say "mam you don't need to pay us"

She says "My son is ½ Arab because his father was from Saudi Arabia and

died in Vietnam he was Recon" We say "Mam is he American" she says "Yes"

"Then there is no problem.." I'll make all the arrangements.. The government

has no knowledge of this if you get killed nobody will come save you..

We leave 1st thing in the morning.. we can't take any gear because we have to

travel commercially were going to Kuwait from there some friends of mine will

get you some weapons, and show you where they think the Terrorist are holding

out…" THE CROWD goes CRAZY.. GO Rangers GO.. They Yell……"Boys that

was 8 hrs ago… I'm packing my gear up now, Michael you know what to do..

Give them each there half of there heritage…they need to know who they are.

and what their destiny holds for them… and their unborn sister will have to be

told to.." Yes Robert mumbles Michael He knows my boys destiny.. for he has

knowledge that has been passed on from generation to generation for 20

thousand years.. there are 10 more families around the world that know this

secret… some of them have moved to the USA.. because soon they will be

called upon by my twin down in SUPAI to fulfill the prophecy's of man.. the

comet will be coming around in another 50 years and man will have the

technology to follow it back to were he came from…..Soon when the boys

become men only they will be able to unlock the door to their heritage with there

half's of the Medallion.." They are the chosen 2 .. It has always been that way..

tell them Michael about World Space League and why it was created…." BOYS

I Love You I'm sorry I couldn't see you one more time.. " Camera stops..

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