Fall
Climbing trees was something I found myself to be quite adept at as a child. Behind the trailer my Dad and Pam lived, I had multiple large dogwood trees that were ideal to climb. I'd grab a bottom limb, swing my legs over the same branch as my hands, and notch my knee on the branch. I'd somersault myself, pivoting around the knee, until I was sitting pe…
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