Risk Management Magazine

‘Twas the night before Christmas and at the Claus place, Ol’ Santa was angry and turning red in the face.

We all know that in a combat environment your acceptable risk level might go up a notch to accomplish the mission and/or save or protect other forces with whom you have been fighting.

There I was on a chilly Friday evening in December, watching the weather segment on the local 6 o’clock news when Melvin, a teenage hunting and fishing buddy, called. He’d run into Wes, another mutual friend, and asked if I wanted to join them on a duck-hunting excursion.