Tuesday, November 29, 1977

The sledding season has now started. Last night we went sledding for the first time at Plum Brook and it was great. It wasn't too cold out, and the snow on the hill was just right. We had no toboggans, but the old red sleds worked good. I enjoy surfing on the red sleds, and made it all the way down once before I fell. My worst accident was when I ran full speed to jump on a red sled and some asshole kicked it out from under me. It was still there while I was in the air, and I expected to land on it. I ended up sliding down the hill on my face and mangling my glasses.