I sometimes wonder about that about myself...
mhc

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So, ah, not to be too cheeky but, do you ever wonder how you ever made
it to
be an adult?

<grin>

Beth the OT
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Sent: Monday, October 29, 2001 9:08 AM
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Ok, Beth, you got me on sentence structure!  Anyway, I was about
thirteen.
We had a small orchard behind the house and the ripe fruit would attract
starlings.  My dad would let me shoot them with a pellet gun (under
supervision, of course), but, being a latchkey kid I figured it would be
fun
to do a little "bird hunting" in the time before my parents got home.

"Well", says I, "If 1 pellet = 1 bird, think how many I could get with a
shotgun!"  Mind you, I was not only shooting unsupervised, I was also
shooting from inside the house, out the patio door!  Long story short, I
got
the shotgun down, put the shell in and when I closed the
chamber....BOOM!  I
had it pointed right at the front window!

Things were not good in my world for a long time after that...

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