Stories of things that happened at parks or Day camps
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Doug Lee
Back in the 70s when canes were more solid than many are now, I still marveled when my cane got slammed in a huge steel gymnazium door and only suffered a visible dent. Later in college, the elastic in a six-part folding cane snapped as I was crossing the main thoroughfare of the college, known as Green Street, sending all the links except the handle scattering across the pavement. There was also the entrance to one building where I went for contract work, that included a pillar surrounded by a huge circular sheet-metal covering. Despite my best efforts to avoid it, it seemed I always managed to slam my cane into that sheet as I headed for the elevator bank, making a clang loud enough to hear all over the lobby if not in various first-floor offices if there were any.
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Lemuria
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