Just call me “Lucky”

Just call me “Lucky”

Dylan McWilliams, 20, was boogie boarding in the clear, blue Hawaiian waves at about 7:30 a.m. That’s when a 3- to 5-foot wave knocked him off his board in 15-foot-deep water. Then he felt an intense pain in his right calf. When he looked down, he saw a 6- to 8-foot striped shark and a lot of blood in the water. Dylan gave the shark a kick before “launching into a desperate swim to shore.” Just last year, in July, the Colorado man needed nine staples to the back of his neck after he was attacked by a bear while he was sleeping outside. And just over three years before that, McWilliams got a rattlesnake bite while he was hiking in Moab, Utah. Despite three bites, McWilliams told “Hawaii News Now” that his love for the outdoors cannot be shaken.

David was in the second grade and he got bumped getting on the bus and nicked his face on the bus door. Then later that day, he was running at recess and banged heads with another guy and loosened a couple of his front teeth. Finally, he was sliding on the ice outside and fell down and broke his wrist. Dad met him at the emergency room and when they were done dad noticed David was clutching something in his good hand. Dad asked about it and explained. “See, I found this quarter in the parking lot. This is the first quarter, I ever found, this sure is my lucky day.”

He wrecked his car, he lost his job, he was a drinker, he lived paycheck to paycheck and throughout his entire life he handled his troubles like a man – he blamed his wife.

In my last relationship, I was always there for her and she dumped me. I said: “Remember when your grandmother died? I was there. Remember when you flunked out of school? I was there. Remember when you lost your job? I was there”. She said, “I know, you are just bad luck.”

I don’t believe in superstition, it brings bad luck.