Sledding

When we lived in Butte, my Uncle Errol used to take us sledding at Columbia Gardens with our cousins (it has since been torn down - shame). There were great runs that went under fences around curves and went for quite a while. We used to go in teams with the older kids taking the younger kids on their backs. John and Jim were going as a team. Again I don't know what possessed Jim, but he sat up right before they were going under a fence. It looked like a cartoon where the character smacks into something - goes up and straight down after hitting something. Jim was hurt AGAIN (nothing broken). I know it shouldn't be funny, but it was - even Uncle Errol thought it was funny. That ended the sledding trip.