Due to a misspent youth and several car accidents as well as genetics, I have a bad spine. When I was 35, my chiropractor said to me, “you have a lovely spine for a 70-year-old woman. Don’t take up skydiving.”

Funny he should say that. I have always wanted to skydive. I know I would be terrified, but the exhilaration of doing it would counteract the pre-event fetal position. I was supposed to go skydiving with my best friend when I was 20, but she up and died on me. I never forgave her and not just because of the skydiving thing. Nobody should lose a best friend to death at 20. But that’s another story.
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