More park tragedies

After his last fall from my last post, I was surprised that Neal would be willing to get back on the horse, so to speak. However, I misjudged his huge capacity for fun...and pain.
Here he is, walking the top rung of the handrail like a balance beam.



Oh, no! His feet slipped and he's going down!



I hope he doesn't land painfully..


That's his wife in the background laughing at him by the way. I'm just not sure why anyone would find such horrible human tragedy so funny. It boggles my sensitive mind.

Oh well, perhaps someone can learn something from this. I know I didn't.

tragedy at the park

The family all went to Arizona last week to visit with our friends Candice and Neal. While we were there, we all went to the park. Even Neal, who is my age, got in the spirit and played on some of the equipment. Unfortunately, tragedy befell him. The only good news is that I was able to capture it on film.


The first picture is of my sweet boy Donavan, who would never hurt a fly...or would he?



Here's Neal exhibiting extraordinary balance, but wait! Donavan moves in and pushes his legs, thus creating an imbalance that is impossible to recover from!




Oh no! Neal is going down!



Ouch! Poor Neal. Probably a dislocated shoulder. Oh well.