Posts Tagged vacation

I Don’t Know Who the Fat Guy Is

In the story, He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother, I write about a time when I was able to do something beyond my natural strength and ability when my brother, Ken, got hurt water skiing. This story is one about a skiing weekend where I had sub-human strength, and luckily wasn’t required to save anyone!  The picture below is how things looked to me for a good part of the weekend, as I waited for the boat to come back. Read the rest of this entry »

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No Wonder!

In the story, He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother, I write about a time when I was able to do something beyond my natural strength and ability when my brother was hurt; it took place while we were waterskiing. This is another story about skiing, but in this one, instead of being able to pull my brother into the boat with super-human strength, I am unable to get myself out of the water. Read the rest of this entry »

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Get The Dog First!

This is another skiing story, and for you Wes fans out there, he’s the co-star. Number one billing has to go to our little dog, Dockers, though, and you will soon understand why. Read the rest of this entry »

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No Wonder!

 In the story, He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother, I write about a time when I was able to do something beyond my natural strength and ability when my brother was hurt; it took place while we were waterskiing. This is another story about skiing, but in this one, instead of being able to pull my brother into the boat with super-human strength, I am unable to get myself out of the water. Read the rest of this entry »

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Tanya And The Bear

Everywhere you looked there were warnings about the bears. Signs that shouted in big black letters, “DONT FEED THE BEARS”; other signs that warned, “STOW YOUR FOOD PROPERLY”. By the time you got to your camp ground, you were scared out of your wits you would fall prey to a “BEAR” before morning. Jeesh! Read the rest of this entry »

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Tanya And The Bear

Everywhere you looked there were warnings about the bears. Signs that shouted in big black letters, “DONT FEED THE BEARS”; other signs that warned, “STOW YOUR FOOD PROPERLY”. By the time you got to your camp ground, you were scared out of your wits you would fall prey to a “BEAR” before morning. Jeesh! Read the rest of this entry »

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