My parents were older than my friends parents, older than their grandparents in some cases, and I only remember them with gray hair, probably caused by 5 accident prone kids of which I was the youngest.
We did not have 'normal' accidents, we were creative, we did things like fall off two story buildings and the back of motorcycles, we roller-skated carrying bags of glass bottles and fell down (thereby not only breaking bones but also getting cut badly) and we came home with our pockets full of poisonous snakes, scorpions, etc., you name it and one of us got bit or stung by it.
We got hit by cars and burned by fires and we rode our bicycles, ......... into telephone pole guy wires, closed gates, off the roof of the house and the best one ...... performed by yours truly .......... headfirst into the side of a UPS truck. That little stunt earned me my first flight in a helicopter, but I was out cold and missed the whole ride. I also got to meet a former US President due to that trick, but that's another story.
Mom, however, always planned ahead, and each time we moved to a new base (Dad was in the Air Force), she would bake a bunch of goodies and go introduce herself to the Emergency Room staff of the hospital, since she knew she'd be a regular. Within months, they knew her by name and would cringe when she came through the door dragging one of us along.
We were such memorable patients, that Mom got Christmas cards from them for years after! Not the normal, "I hope all is well" Christmas cards, these were "Are the kids still alive? and "I am glad you got transferred to another base" kinds of cards!
Amazingly enough, all us survived childhood.
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