The following took place in a Muslim North African country in the mid 1960's. I was 7 to 8 years old. I was at play of some sort, with a fellow playmate, in a vacant !ot close to home. At some point we realized that someone was throwing bricks and large stones at us. We looked up and a group of teenage and adult Muslims were throwing large stones at us from a rooftop. This was done without cause or warning, without cause or warning. They were much bigger than us. We had never seen them before. Stoning is not just a weapon of choice, it is a Sharia designated methodolgy of killing infidels, apostates, and various types of folks. Well one of the stones hit me in the head, blood started to gush from the wound and I was knocked out having sustained a concussion. I was dizzy for days. I could very easily have been killed that day. Now I instinctively look up to rooftops. I know, not third hand, not second hand, but first hand that death can come from rooftops. This experience has made a contribution to my CPTSD and Intermittant Explosive Disorder. I may be among the first Americans who was nearly stoned to death by Muslims. Shalom.