- May 18, 2001
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I don't know why this has been on my mind today, but I can't seem to shake it.
A few years ago I was on a road trip with a buddy and his 3 or 4 year old daughter. Somewhere along the line we stopped at one of those state-run rest stops. His kid needed changing, so he took her into the restroom with him. I went to a urinal to do my business, when suddenly I heard the little girl saying "Hi, <NuclearNed>". I looked around only to see her staring up at me and waving from the floor. Her dad had taken her into a stall to change her. He laid her on her back on the floor right next to the toilet (keep in mind, this is a very public men's room), right in the wet zone. Nasty!!!
On a different note, I once tagged along with a bunch of high-school kids and their counselors from a summer camp on a river-rafting trip. About two thirds of the way through the trip, we stopped for a break right above a small waterfall that fell into a large pool. One of the kids asked his counselor if he could jump off the waterfall into the pool, and the counselor agreed. I think everyone assumed that this kid was going to jump in feet first, but as we watched he dove - and hit head-on a shelf of rock that was a couple of inches below the surface. His body rolled over and blood poured from his face and nose; I've never seen so much blood come out of somebody so fast. Luckily for him, he was wearing a helmet and only got a bad concussion. It still makes me cringe to remember this, even though it was probably 10-15 years ago.
A few years ago I was on a road trip with a buddy and his 3 or 4 year old daughter. Somewhere along the line we stopped at one of those state-run rest stops. His kid needed changing, so he took her into the restroom with him. I went to a urinal to do my business, when suddenly I heard the little girl saying "Hi, <NuclearNed>". I looked around only to see her staring up at me and waving from the floor. Her dad had taken her into a stall to change her. He laid her on her back on the floor right next to the toilet (keep in mind, this is a very public men's room), right in the wet zone. Nasty!!!
On a different note, I once tagged along with a bunch of high-school kids and their counselors from a summer camp on a river-rafting trip. About two thirds of the way through the trip, we stopped for a break right above a small waterfall that fell into a large pool. One of the kids asked his counselor if he could jump off the waterfall into the pool, and the counselor agreed. I think everyone assumed that this kid was going to jump in feet first, but as we watched he dove - and hit head-on a shelf of rock that was a couple of inches below the surface. His body rolled over and blood poured from his face and nose; I've never seen so much blood come out of somebody so fast. Luckily for him, he was wearing a helmet and only got a bad concussion. It still makes me cringe to remember this, even though it was probably 10-15 years ago.