Page 53 - A Hope Springs Christmas Tail

Late afternoon, Uncle Kentucky gathered the troops for another story.

“My friend” he started “Have I told you about all the times I kayaked the wild
rapids of the West Lakes? Me and my person undertake this life threatening

adventure on a regular basis. Strangely, there
is a pizza place on the banks and the owners

are so impressed by my heroic exploits that
they toss me a piece of pizza each time I go
past.

I jump up into the air, catch it in my
mouth and sit at the front of the
kayak to devour this delicacy as we

ride over the rampant rapids.

For any other – it may

be enough to make them
feel sea-sick but I have

a cast iron constitution,
friends!

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