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To: Ilaine who wrote (14472)	11/22/1998 8:20:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

I love horror movies as long as it's all stupid adults getting their throats sucked on or their guts ripped out, but can't watch any movie about animals or small children. Those are terrible memories and I'm not surprised they would show up in your dreams. Are they like reruns of the event or do they take different guises? How old are your children now? I have the two boys, 15 and 17, and they're still my babies. I've been on a hunt for that book and can't find it. It's by a native American and is about the myths and symbols of our lives and finding ourselves. The Dark Man represented a bunch of different things, which of course have left me. Mostly now I'm just irritated that the one book i want to locate has disappeared. But I'm finding some others that I never read and making a new stack next to the bedside table.

To: Ilaine who wrote (14472)	11/22/1998 8:37:00 PM
From: Dayuhan	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Two weekends ago I was dragging a kayak upstream over some rocks, for benefit of a friend wo wanted to shoot video footage of the same rapid being run repeatedly, and saw my 8 year old son standing on a high rock above an improbably rough piece of water. Parental sixth sense alerted me at once to his intention to jump. I dumped boat and paddle, sprinted over the boulders in full regalia (helmet, PFD, spray-skirt), and got there just in time to see him take the plunge. Being the good parent, I went in after him, slamming one knee on a rock (should have worn the helmet there). After a few chaotic moments in the waves, emerged in the pool below, with no sign of Joey anywhere. A few seconds later, I figured out exactly where he was. Under me. Intact, and trying to pull my pants off. He got a good giggle out of the whole episode; I'm still limping. Knowing souls who think I'm silly warn me to lay off the paddling; I have to tell them the paddling is perfectly safe, it's keeping up with the offspring that does me in. His younger sister, not quite 3, is already showing similar inclinations, making me wonder if the idea of raising them to be familiar with the outdoors should have been taken a little less seriously. People who advocate having children early definitely have a point. I might have been able to keep up with them 10 years ago. Of course, I probably couldn't have afforded them 10 years ago. So it goes. Steve