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It happened once upon a wintertime. The air was cool and clear. The tall pine forest were not yet

blanketed in white, and it was on

this country estate that a certain teenager would spend his Christmas holiday. He was 18 years old,

uncomfortably straddling the abyss, the one that separates boyhood from manhood. He had not

been doing well in school, although those frustrations would soon be set aside.

Mother was in the house, and he and his cousins and younger brother were playing outdoors.

Their game was called fox and rabbit.

He, the 18-year-old, as the eldest and fastest, would play the rabbit.

The youngsters had been hunting him for 20 minutes or so. To avoid capture, he ran

through the woods heading for the old bridge. Now this bridge was a rustic, rugged structure,

some 50 yards long. It crossed a deep, dry ravine. The boy was halfway across and completely out of breath

when he heard his young pursuers

approaching from either side.

He, the rabbit in their game, was trapped.

Looking over the bridge rail, he could see that the tops of young fir trees were growing

in the ravine.

Perhaps he could leap onto one of those trees and slide down it like a fireman's pole.

Surely the branches would break his fall, so judging the distance to the nearest treetop, he climbed over the rail, spread his arms wide, and jumped.

But the boy had miscalculated, merely brushing the outer branches he fell 29 feet to the hard

ravine bottom, where he hit hard and lay unconscious.

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