Sunday, September 28, 2008

conquering a fear, next try

In late May 1949, we went back to the park and this time I was determined to slide down. I climbed the long staircase and sat down. I thought about my options. I looked down the steep slide. I decided to be brave. And I flew down flat on my back. The event was documented in perfect stages by my father. This incident was perhaps a foreshadowing of my issues with playground slides.

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