I would climb on roofs and jump off using my parents’ bed sheet, hoping it would open like a parachute. I was always getting hurt, breaking a leg, you know, bruising, cracking my head open.
– Cathy Rigby
I would climb on roofs and jump off using my parents’ bed sheet, hoping it would open like a parachute. I was always getting hurt, breaking a leg, you know, bruising, cracking my head open.
– Cathy Rigby