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When I was about two or three Tommy Leon and me wanted to raft the Ohio like Tom Sawyer. Mom and Dad had fenced me in pretty good, and thought I wouldn’t be able to breach the perimeter. Well now I can tell you the rest of the story… I worked on finding a weak point in that fence for months. Finally I chased a ball into the hedges at the far end of the front yard, and low and behold I spotted a slight imperfection in the aged wire fencing. I worked under that hedge for what felt to be weeks, finally I broke the bottom of the fence loose, just enough for me to make my escape! The next morning bright and early I went to my escape route. Had a little trouble getting through the fence, scraped up my knee pretty good, but who cares… I was free… FREE! I ran up the street to meet Tommy half way, we both shot straight to the hilltop. We took one step over the hill and knew we had miscalculated our quick descent to the riverbanks… when we stopped tumbling and the numbness wore off, we no longer wondered what the bottom of the hill was like. None of our body parts were broken or missing but we sure did bend the hell out of a few.