By the way, you are in Asheville, NC. I remember when I was around 7 or 8, I went to a Camp Greeneville on the NC/SC border. I also remember, I think, a field trip to Asheville, where we had lunch at a diner, and then went on to a thing called, I think, Slippery Rock. It was some kind of rock hill formation that had a continuing wall of water, which we all slid down, emptying into a small lake(?) below. In the dead of summer, while temperatures were in the 90's, this water was ice cold, and many of us, including myself, screamed bloody murder from the cold water.
Funny, how almost 35 years later, I still can't handle a cold shower. Some things never change....
He he he...
Actually I live in Raleigh very close to cary. Have a friend at asheville who just got hired at a wireless internet firm that I was referencing...
Sean |
