It was sometime around '72, and we were at my grandparents' house in Chatham. Mom was getting the upstairs guest room ready for the night, and while she was making the bed I was at the top of the stairs, and I was balancing myself on the top landing with my heels hanging over the edge and I wanted to see how far I could lean backwards without falling. I finally leaned back too far and I fell backwards down the stairs. I couldn't stop myself and I rolled like a tumbleweed all the way to the bottom. I was sore for 2 days. Haha.
