JumpStart by Robb Armstrong for February 08, 2022

I’m thinking it didn’t take.

My Dad taught me things that I needed to relearn in my adult life. Riding a bike is one of them.

I have never been on a pair of ski’s in my life and no desire to be on a pair.

I like how her memory is in black & white like an old tv show. (That won’t translate to most newspapers though, since most don’t print the dailies in color.)

Wow. He taught her so well that she forgot.

Was it so bad that Marcy decided to repress the memory?

That must’ve been a really long time ago.

Nice flashback . . . now we need to know his name.

I did not learn how to ski until I was 31. Working midnite shift gave me lots of time during the day to go skiing on very uncrowded slopes

How long will this vacation thing go?

It was while I was learning how to ski that I learned I didn’t want to.

When Marcy heard “rabbit slope”,she went skiing hoping she’d get a new pet.

You notice that her dad isn’t dumb enough to put those contraptions on his own feet.

Is it like

Ridin’ a bike?

The one time I was tempted to go skiing was with my Luther League group the weekend before my high school’s production of Fiddler on the Roof (I played the man who bought a horse and was delivered a mule). There’s an old saying in show business with great application to skiing. My sister (one of the other families’ daughters) stayed home, too.