Wish Granted

For a free alcoholic drink, I took a tour of an assisted living home. In the lengthy interview the hostess found out I thought it would be fun to sky dive – free float down from an airplane. Well she thought that was a cute wish for an old lady. She lined up such an arrangement, on her nickle, in the spring when the sky riders are in business. How’s that for enticement to join the waiting list for a luxury apartment? I can envision myself floating down over Ritzville on the back of a qualified diver. But the vision is really as far as I can see the action. I have a very healthy heart. And it would probably withstand the drop. Would my mind? Would my body? It sounds like a lot of fun. The law of averages would predict a small thing to go wrong. Do I want to take the chance that I would not live to age 83?
Somebody would have to be ready to make the funeral fire if I did not.
I have to think seriously about that.
Naomi Sherer