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Falling Down The Stairs

We lived in one side of a two story duplex. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were on the ground floor. The three bedrooms and the only bathroom were on the second floor.

We were all upstairs getting ready to go out somewhere. I don’t recall where for sure but probably to get a hamburger at the nearby Prince’s. There still isn’t anyplace nowadays that comes even close to making a hamburger equal to what Prince’s made.

As I started down the stairs my foot made just enough of a slip to cause me to lose my balance. I pitched forward and fell down the stairs head first…sort of. It happened so fast I was down at the bottom of the stairs before I really knew what had happened.

My dad had already gone downstairs and was standing by the front door and looking up the steps when I fell and he was amazed at what he saw. When I first pitched forward I had unconsciously put my arms up over my head. I landed on my hands a few steps down and flipped forward to land on my feet. I repeated this all the way down to the bottom where I landed on my feet and stumbled into the wall. He said he’d seen circus tumbling acts that weren’t half that good.

I wasn’t hurt…in fact I didn’t have a scratch or bruise on me.

Needless to say I was very careful from then on whenever I was near those stairs.

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