Lindsey Jones' Personal Fisher House Story
On October 7, 2004, my family changed in an instant. We received a phone call that my brother, Sgt Josh Horton USMC, had been shot in Iraq. Little did we know actually how bad his injuries were. He had been hit with a morter round 10 ft away on a roof in Yusifiyah. This is part of what is known as the Triangle of Death. He had been peppered from head to toe with shrapnel, nearly had his right leg detached, and had bled out so bad that he had lost a pulse. He was flown to Landstuhl Germany where he recieved life saving surgery. After a few days, they flew him to Bethesda Naval Base to endure several more surgeries and was put into a medically induced coma where he remained for several days. The Fisher House was mine and my sisters home for a week. My mom remained for over a month. They were our shelter when we needed it, our safe haven when we needed a breather, and our comfort when we had nowhere else to go. I love the Fisher House, and will support them forever. Please help me in supporting them too.
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