- Sep 30, 2006
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Soon after I moved to my step-father's farm, I was given the task of sealing a leaky soffit at the peak of the barn. So, with tool-belt and sealant in hand, I climbed to the peak of the shake roof. As I bent down to drop the tool-belt, I stepped on a patch of moss and began to accelerate down the steep roof.
I recall yelling something like, "Golly, I wish I had not done that."
I learned later that I had landed dead-center on the only place around the entire perimeter of the barn that might offer a chance of survival.
As I was digging my way out of the 15-foot mound of manure that was waiting to be processed for fertilizer, my step-father ran over and said, "What happened?"
"I fell off the barn! I thought I would die!"
He stared at me for moment, shook his head, then said, "Well... You sure smell dead!"
I recall yelling something like, "Golly, I wish I had not done that."
I learned later that I had landed dead-center on the only place around the entire perimeter of the barn that might offer a chance of survival.
As I was digging my way out of the 15-foot mound of manure that was waiting to be processed for fertilizer, my step-father ran over and said, "What happened?"
"I fell off the barn! I thought I would die!"
He stared at me for moment, shook his head, then said, "Well... You sure smell dead!"
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