Near Arpin, Wisconsin, the Head Wall at the top of Indian Hill served as a launching area for skiers, sleds, and toboggans. Many years ago Fairy went down this steep slope with others on a sled. Conditions and speed made it uncontrollable and a collision with a tree downslope left her with serious injuries that took a long time to heal. Now the hill, carpeted with green grass, seems more gentle, and distant memories have softened with time, but are not forgotten.
Published by eskildoodle1
Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs. This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends. View more posts