From: none@not.here   
      
   Mike Easter wrote:   
   > Felix wrote:   
   >> that must have hurt!   
   >   
   > My recollection was that I was 'admiring' his tail by grasping it.   
   > According to my mother, her mother was first on the 'scene' and seeing   
   > the gash on my forehead and my stunned stupor, tho't I was dead.   
   >   
   > I proudly wore that forehead scar as I grew older.   
   >   
   > The other story my mother likes to tell about that same farm/ranch   
   > place was that there was a windmill in the front yard which I decided   
   > to climb to near the top where the vanes were whirling around, and she   
   > had to climb up there and bring/carry me down.   
   >   
   > For years and years thereafter, she would send me little windmill   
   > mementos from time to time when she would run across them.   
   >   
      
   LOL   
      
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