We have greatly enjoyed Kenneth Updike's stories of earlier days. The one about getting his arm in the washing machine wringers hit close to home since I did the same thing when I was pre-school. My arm was "in" past the elbow and Mother could not get the wringers to release, so finally she reversed them and rolled me back out. After that, I wasn't quite so anxious to help.
Best wishes to everyone. ~ 2008-05-19 12:58:30