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Welcome to my 3rd page about me. During my second year of football i got injured my finger while choping wood. It put me on the sidelines for the last two games of the season. For any one that has gotten injured during football and has to sit on the sidelines watching his team getting whooped, knows that it is not fun at all. Well back to how it all happend. I was choping wood and hit the spliting maul into the block of wood. I took our sledgehammer and hit it on top of the maul, using it like a wedge. Well i didn't know when you hit hard metle on hard medle it would chip. I guess I learnd the hard way One of those chips just happend to hit my finger. I had to have 12 (would have been 13 but the docter was superstishes) stiches in my right hand index finger. Well as someone once said, "There's always next year." |
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Summer sun set in Washington |
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My second year of football. |
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Me having fun. Summer 2000. |
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Picture of my mom. Taken December 24, 1999 |
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A normal spring storm in Washinton! |
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Me being bored. Taken 3/24/01. |
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Click here to go home. |
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