
This is the very tall pine tree I climbed when I was a kid. I remember I was scared but excited maneuvering up through the branches, conquering the tree. I was proving to the neighborhood kids that I had guts and looking forward to reaping the rewards and the glory. Instead, my sister Karin ran inside and told on me. My dad comes storming out of the house, belt in hand, yells at me to get down then grounds me.