When I was in 6th grade we played a very
enjoyable game, as I’m sure all of you did, called 7 Minutes in Heaven. It was
full of fun and excitement, it included cute girls, but included no hills.
Today, some 48 years later, I was on a ride with Big Man and Prez Hale that Big Man founded and affectionately calls 7 to Heaven. It was no
game and in no way did it resemble the fun game I played in 6th grade. As you
know, when you ride with Big Man there is an adventure waiting around every
corner and he is known for taking the road less traveled. It was no different
today as we embarked on our journey to heaven at 6:30 am (I don’t like these guys
enough to get up that early and still don’t know why I did), amidst threatening
skies. There was a tip over, a chain derailment, and life lessons to be learned
from both those occurrences, but none of us knew what they were. Oh well! The
saddest thing of all was that we never made it to heaven! We were turned back
due to gas cans. The thing I learned the most on my journey today is that there
is a much easier way to get to heaven than following Big Man and the Prez up
Emigration Canyon.
YIPPY SKIPPY
YIPPY SKIPPY
We made it up 7, which way to Heaven?
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