Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Jackson Tarzan Murray. Happy Birthday. One favorite memory is when we attempted to make a pully system to get off the tree behind the Fruita house. I decided that a rubber band on both sides of a metal bar would be sufficient enough to withstand the friction of a rope with a 70 pound Jackson hanging from it. So after little persuasion, Jackson jumped from the tree(trusting his big brother) expecting to float harmlessly down to the ground. Little did we know that the rubber band snapped with little effort and the brunt of the friction wore on Jackson's little hand. (He still has a scar) Moral...Don't trust anyone.
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I just remember Mom being like, "Silly little boy," and giving me some neosporin, when most people would have had Ross with his pants down to his ankles,with dad out with his belt, screaming, "I'm sorry I made Jackson do it!!!!!!!"
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