Robert Ferguson, my nextdoor neighbor, should have titled this video:
"60 Year Old Ex-Naval Officer, Ex-Cop Vs. A Nearly Blind, Deaf, And Drunk Former 59 Year Old Former Skinhead"
Allow me to put this video into perspective.
A few hours earlier, I find out, a gut punch, a guy I consider a brother, committed suicide in Dallas, Texas.
Sat on my front porch, drinking beer, recalling the good times we had.
Thump.
Robert Ferguson threw something at the side of my house. Would have ignored him like all the other times, but for two reasons: Yes, I was drunk, and two, the thump was something Robert threw at my cat Trippy and hit the side of my house.
Yes, I was pissed.
Marched right over to give him my two-cents.
Looks like Robert called the police and I am talking with them.
Cops question me, and let me go.
Must have been really pissed at Robert. I marched right back over to the lot line to give Robert another piece of my mind before the cops had time to drive off.
Remember, I am nearly deaf. Yelling back and forth. Can't make out what Robert is saying, so I walk up closer.
Did I mention I was blind drunk?
One can see I keep pointing between our houses. I am telling Robert to leave my cats alone.
When I went to make another point, my index finger accidentally poked his fat belly. Robert, already cocked and ready, punched me in the face, breaking my eyeglasses and nose.
Next you see me back off and bend over. Blood was running out of my nose.
Ok, no problem, I probably deserved it. Went to look for my eyeglasses in the grass.
Robert walked across his front porch, down his steps, and over near the lot line. Told me I am still on his property, and took another swing at me.
Laugh all you want, but keep in mind, I am nearly blind, deaf, and drunk, looking for my eyeglasses.
I deflect his punch and Robert fell back on his ass.
Went to look for my eyeglasses in another area. Nearly blind, deaf and drunk, see a fat blob start to get up and attack me a third time.
Decided to be proactive and kick Robert back on his ass with my bare foot. Pointing my finger at him again, told him to back off.
Video ends.
Robert clipped the next minute or so when he went to attack me again. He doesn't want the public to see that part.
I was on my hands and knees, my back to him looking for my eyeglasses, when he jumped me again.
Took another shot at me. He punches like a girl.