Annie,glad to hear you survived all of those incidents!

Being from back East myself by the way,i saw plenty of "cold air boxes" in homes,my hometown was founded & built in the mid-1800's,so I was raised for the first 8 & 1/2 years of my life,in an old-fashioned environment.
I never have done well with stairs Annie.
Once about 30 years ago,back in our original home in PA,I was carrying some board games back down to the basement like I'd been asked too. Not using good sense at the time (not a lot of 7 or 8 year olds do) I had stacked all three upon eachother,so I did not have a good vantage point as to where my feet were going.
I mis-calculated about two steps down,missed the third and went rolling down the "tiled w/metal lining" steps! OUCH!

[img]tongue.gif[/img] Just like you though,nothing broken. Which is nothing short of miraculous because our basement floor was cement!
I think that incident was what made me fearsome of escalators for a long time,I finally conquered that but still step cautiously when going down.
I've also had 2 close calls in car accidents,one with my Dad in the winter hitting some slush and 20 years later with my brother in downtown Tempe,AZ. I wont say how because he may read this sometime,we got out of it okay though. So,sometimes I'm really amazed I'm still here..and thank God I am!
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[ December 01, 2005, 16:55: Message edited by: Borderstone ]