Now for the older brother. He's been an aficionado of water slides ever since his adventure at the St. Louis Park Water slide in ought-eight. It was his best day, he wrote in school: lunch,

water slides with his cousins, dinner at home, then back to the slides until close. The park we visited yesterday boasted 12 water slides, with two of them being of the "extreme thrill" class. After warming up on the milder rides, Ed and Brian climbed the ladder to the precipice (I'm not exaggerating here — the dual slides were 280' long and 6 1/2 stories high.) Ed ascended — and descended...quickly. I might even describe it as plummeting to the earth, but I'm his mother just over-reacting here. And THEN....he goes up again to try the other high slide. I'm still a little shocked about his boldness, but pleased at it. Just when you think you've got 'em figured out, they throw something at you that you wouldn't expect.
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