Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Three Narrow Escapes from Death's Watery/Ballsy/Fiery Grasp!

In the spring of 1989, my family went on a trip to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Based on some photographs that I found, it seems that my sister saved my life on at least three separate occasions during that vacation.

In this photo, Julie appears to be saving me from drowning in a swimming pool.

This picture was taken moments before Julie saved me from drowning in a ball pit.

At this go-kart track, I was menaced by Boy-in-blue-shirt. In case it's not quite clear how nervous I was, here's closer look:

"Mmmm... ehhhhh... oh dear..."

This photo was snapped just seconds before Julie ran that punk off the road.

1 comment:

your protector said...

being your older sister was definitely a lot of work - i always had to be on the lookout, lol. you're welcome for being alive today :)