ad, “This is a bad idea. Now, about half way up the narrow ladder that seems to stretch all the way to Saturn’s third ring, my stomach agrees with my head.

Don’t get me wrong, I believe we all grow and become better people by accepting challenges and stretching ourselves with new experiences, and since I’ve never been air sick in anything besides a Delta seat pouch, I suppose this does qualify as a new experience, but still it’s a really, really bad idea.

We are on vacation at a Club Med in the Turks Caicos Island and our kids have talked me into taking a six-day course in aerial acrobatics.

My daughter Reed’s words ring in my ear, “Come on Pop. It’s not really dangerous. It’s an adventure!”

Wait, that’s my line. I’m the one that talks them into trying stupid stuff. Wasn’t it just yesterday she quivered nervously on the edge of the pool and I coaxed, “Come on honey, jump in, Daddy’s here to catch you.”



For the full story, see the Jan. 7-9 edition of The Union-Recorder.

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