From My Notebook

It’s not very accurate. That road rash was from one of my many falls jogging. I still remember the kindness of the woman who played witness to my great fall while stopped at a red light. She rolled down her window and asked me if I was okay. I told her I was. And then I was embarrassed for the cussin’ I had done in pain. Oops.

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