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Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Like Father, Like Daugther




Barefoot bounding. Covered in mud. The joy of childhood.

Best, Barefoot Ted

PS. Although it looks like she's jumping far, it really was only about a 4ft. jump. She did it over and over and over again.


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Anonymous BLM said...

when i was young we had a big old tree at our el monte house that we stung with ropes and then pretended that we were tarzan and jane, grand ma ona would come out and screech at us to come down, we of course were deaf to that command!
i can see that tree now and remember the thrill of the first swing that i took.
BLM

Friday, June 17, 2005

 
Anonymous maylee said...

Ted your web site is great. The pic
of Ona jumping reminds me of a big
tree that was by El Dorado school in West Covina. We tied a rope to it and would swing thru the air with the greatest of ease.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

 

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