Falling
As the son of parents who bought, sold, traded, and trained horses, I had plenty of opportunities to learn the proper way to fall. Naturally, some of these were counter-examples. Some time pursuing a rodeo career added immensely to my ability to fall with grace and style. Since my rodeo experiences weren’t very financially rewarding, at least they were educational, and the better I got at falling, the better the entertainment I provided the spectators.
So why is it that all this falling experience didn’t prevent me from breaking my foot Thanksgiving Day? I slipped off the snow-covered roof while replacing bulbs in Christmas lights. Even doing my best “crumple and roll” didn’t completely save me. I sit here now in my easy chair with my elevated foot in a cast, contemplating the surgery the Doctors say I’ll need to repair the Lis-Franc fracture. And do you want to know the worst thing about it? The entertainment value was completely wasted, as there was nobody around to see it.
Next yr Joe you need to set cahirs up in the yard and sell tickets. A good Christmas rodeo is good for the heart. PS So is laughter if you tell a joke or 2 while your doing it.
Kirk, I’ll leave the jokes up to you, seeing as you’re just so darn funny. I’ve already announced to the entire family that this year the lights are going up in August.