So here's an interesting story. This joker treated me while at BAMC in San Antonio. In July of '04, I spent 4 months in a bed in BAMC. I was "graced" with this gentlemens presence as he was tasked to change my dressings one particular day. He had been informed that I was a three time purple heart recepient, and inquired the conditions in which I recieved them. I began to tell my story to someone I assumed was genuinely interested, and was abruptly interruted only so that he could tell me the conditions in which he recieved "his". He also made short reference to his "pow" status in Central America. Not knowing the requirments to wear the special forces tab (I was young and ignorant), I noticed he was wearing a special forces tab as a SPC. I asked if he was special forces, or in an sf unit (I didn't know better at the time), and he said he was an sf medic. I asked him about it, and he fed me a story about being prior service and the military not recognizing his NCOES schooling or some crap. I bought it. I bought just about anything anyone told me all hopped up on morphine
. Needless to say, he spent more time trying to "one up" me rather than treat me or listen to my responses to the questions he was asking.
It wasn't until the day that I got selected in July 07 that I realized he was a fraud. They segregated us into a building where I found my first piece of news correspondence in almost a month, and it was a copy of the Army times with this a$$hole on the front page. I was like "I know that guy!". He hadn't claimed the MOH when he ambushed me with his fantasy tales, and that's apparently what got him in his deep predicament. Rumor has it that he was discharged for similair reasons, the sf tab I assume, and continued to live his fantasy even in his civilian life as his lies grew more ridiculous. Anyway, since I personally experienced his shenenigans, I thought I would share.
Ryan