In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
Last weekend Mom's Little Sister Stephanie and I walked the dogs straight down Fisher Street and, following my lead, through (or between) two yards and into the thin stripe of Cochituate state forest around the lake, which happens to be at a 50 to 60 degree angle.
We rapelled down using the dogs' retractable leashes.
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