We asked our subscribers to tell us their survival stories. And we received a tremendous response.
Here are some of the best ones:
Five years ago this coming up January, my brother who was 11 months older than we, was shot and killed by Portland Police. Ever since I have been battling severe depression and suicidal thoughts. Within my time of mourning, I have been betrayed countlessly by his so-called friends.
I started disbelieving in humans and their “unconditional” love. November 2015, My ex bf almost killed me by strangling me and than beating me with a metal baton. Since than, I have no been able to read, write, or do math. I Lost my job and became homeless. I rely on phone apps to help me through my everyday life struggles. Even to remember where I am or where I need to go.
In the early spring (March 17), I was living with a daughter, in Colorado. That day it was warm enough outside that we wore tank tops as we mowed the grass by lounging on our horses.Our location was aprox. 8,000 ‘ above sea level & we were used to it, along with the ever-changing weather at times. I’ve always been a prepared-for -anything person, so when the snow started, I knew we needed nothing.All in all, we got 10 FEET of snow…..It began that night & kept on for at least 4 more days & nights. She and I will NEVER forget it & that’s putting it mildly! When we ran out of firewood stacked & covered on our deck (for the wood stove), we then had to use our tarps in order to make paths to our wood shed-took about 21/2 hours. & would normally be only 15 minutes!When we lost power & heat from the furnace, we had enough flashlights & batteries, matches, candles, and our wood stove to cook on. We put refrigerated/frozen foods into giant coolers outside, by the sliding door…..We also kept a “path” going to our vehicles, so to keep our cell phones charged…..NOTHING was easy, and we were grateful to have foods of all kinds, including things just for emergencies!We didn’t get plowed out until 7 days later!!!! P. S. Taking care of our horses is another story all together!! At least they had stalls & blankets, and nothing on our property was destroyed accept for some large branches coming down here & there.Altho not on a well, we still had plenty of water stored anyway, and used wipes to keep clean when the hot water heater was no longer hot.We also had Carhardt arctic suits for warmth & they dried well by the trusty wood stove…..I could go on and on…It goes down in our history as The Worst Spring Break my daughter EVER had…..Liz
I got remarried to a really great guy several years younger than me over 5 years ago. But sadly and violently was murdered by my exhusband right in our front door way with my youngest granddaughter 5 years old, seeing it all. I We had custody of her at that time. I have since then adopted her and she is 8 now.
The murderer would not let be happy. It had been 8 years since I had left him, but he would not let it go. I had multiple protective orders and stalking orders on him. None stopped him, he had a lot of charges against him over the years, but he always seemed to find away to get out of it.
So no justice yet for my sweet husband, the murderer is still in the state hospital playing the incompetent act, that always seems to get him off. Waiting for the next hearing to see if we can proceed with a trial. .
I feel like I was suppose to be a pioneer, I ran a girls camp for 22 years when I was younger.
So my whole direction right now is be prepared and waiting for the resurrection.
That is the short version, so, that is where I am now.
I’ve been a prepper for a lot of years. Every payday I buy something that I think will come in handy, even if only a box of cartridges. Being too old and in ill health I’m bugging in instead of bugging out to become Batman of the Boondocks.
Besides I believe there will be plenty doing that and the game will disappear in a few weeks, though I do have snares and traps for small game. In order to insure I get amino acid I make and store jerky in vacuum sealed bags.
I’ve experimented with drying smoked ham slices and smoked turkey from the lunch meat bin and found they work as well as beef. Once dried and in the bag I use empty coffee cans, The kind with a plastic lid to store the jerky away from mice and critters. It seems to work well. These dried meats and vegetables will not only be good for snacks, but will also be a good flavoring for that pot of beans or rice.
Water: At first I saw no reason to store water. Instead I bought high end water filters, but in watching the Yellowstone cauldara I realized that the volcanic ash could turn ponds and lakes into a mud hole. I got two 55 gallon food grade barrels and filled them. I’m not concerned about them going stale, as I have the filters to run the water through before use.
My name is Jessie Cox. I’m the author of eleven published novels. All of which have survival and prepper tips in them. If I can be of further service let me know.
It was some time ago. I am now 70 years old, but I have never forgotten It.I was 12 years old and in the boy Scouts. I had to make a five mile hike for a badge. I had arranged the hike with a much more experienced scout for assistance and confirmation for the badge. We had passed the half mile marker and turned around for the return trip. We decided to go down the Mississippi River shore line at northern Saint Louis, Missouri. Keep in mind that the time line was 1950.Personal security was not an issue. However safety was. My partner had progressed far ahead of me. There was approximately five years difference. As I was trying to catch up with him I was moving along the river on the lower bank.I stepped into “sink hole”! Before I knew it I was up to my waist. Keep in mind at this time I was 12 years old and alone. Because of the training I had received from my other scouts and scout masters I am sharing this story.After I recovered from the panic, with the help of the training I received, I relaxed and finally floated out of that “Sink Hole”. These things are similar to “quicksand”. but more treacherous. They are almost more water than sand or mud and they contain currents below the surface. The moral or the end of thisstory is,Do not take anything for granted and prepare, prepare, prepare. Because I had the care and concern of the Boy Scouts and the leaders, I am sharing this story 58 years later. These lessons helped me through 2 tours in Viet Nam and in my everyday life.Jeff EN2 USN
myself have survived a few incidents. First one was a 60 ft free fall at Mt Rainier. Free climbing, handhold broke free ( a lot of moss grows in the cracks there) that was 1991.
In the Army while training my special weapons team, another unit in artillery fired several HE rounds into the wrong impact range (mine !) none of my men were harmed but a lot of equipment didn’t fair well. Never realized just how much a person could become flat as possible on the ground. That’s just one of my military tours.
Close calls when I was in law enforcement. The most recent was two years ago. I ended up getting necrotizing fasciitis. A form of Mersa. Anyhow I went into sepsis and ended up on life support. the ER saved my life and my leg.