'Touch the sky' ride


Peter was ten years old, and he loved the white stuff. He love to roll the snow into snowballs and the snowballs into snowmen—or a snow fort. He loved to lie in the snow and move his arms up and down and his legs side to side, to make snow angels. Racing downhill on his sled was great fun, too.

At school, Peter and his friends had come up with a new sliding game—no sleds required. They called it "boot-sliding," and this is how it worked: On the playground, there was a small but steep hill. During recess, Peter and his friends would take running jumps off the top of the hill, fling out their arms like eagles, and land, feet-first, on the lower slope, sliding to the bottom on their boots.

When my parents got divorced
March 28, 2005

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