I’m the oldest of five kids and from time to time I wonder how we made through childhood without getting brain damage. I don’t remember doing this much myself but I’m sure I did. I know that all of my siblings fell on their heads many time and I still don’t know how we made it out alive.

When I was about 12 years old my little sister tried to follow me over the fence in the backyard and fell. She put a nice 2” cut in the back of her head; the scar is still there today. One would think with as many head knocks we have had some of us would be brain dead, I guess our brain pan is better that it looks.

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