... the top of the next. It was a series of hills and valleys, screaming speed and mad pedaling, but oh, what fun! The house is again my parents' house, my father now walking slowly with a cane, whereas when they lived there before, he could lift a cow. While on this trip, I visited that marshy playground of my youth, walking the short distance to the shore. These days, the hilly ...

... which reminded me of my sweet sister, Kathleen, and of one of my most beloved (and frequently shared-especially if Marshy is there) family stories of all time. Disclaimer: This story is not funny to anyone really besides ... ) and Kathleen (age 10ish). We hated this afternoon every week. The place was an absolute MAD HOUSE with a zillion bored and unruly children. They would split up the babysitters ...

... farther into the island's interior, poking the ground to make sure things didn't get too marshy. Harvey missed a step, though, and fell right through the earth. He had found an underground cavern, ... ether, and unable to defend himself, Ted was pulled off into the trees. Ron, now thoroughly and irretrievably mad, cut his own throat, and lay dying, his wife's screams echoing in his head. ...

... driving right towards the silver sedan parked near a short decrepit dock leading out into a marshy waterway. A man in a suit was crouched over, but when he stood Billy caught a fleeting glimpse ... calling you back and you're going to tell me the whole story, understand?" Don wasn't mad. Don was coming. Charlie would have his family by his side when he needed them and Billy would be ...