One of my fondest memories of Harold is from decades ago. When everyone’s children were young the thing to do on weekends was to get together and play cards and have a drink or two (or maybe more). One cold winter night we decided to take a break from playing cards and go sledding. We only had 2 sleds so Harold and I took one of them. I was to steer and Harold would push. He gave us a good push and jumped on my back. I ran that sled right over his fingers. He jumped off and his glove kept going with the sled. Luckily none of his fingers were damaged. Everyone rolled over in the snow laughing our heads off. I have thought of this several times over the years and it always brings a smile to my heart. We had many years of laughs that I won’t forget.
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