Senior Citizens Skydiving: Life is short. Jump at it!
My wife, Carolyn, and I are three miles up, falling, tumbling, soaring through space at 174 feet per second – 120 mph or “terminal velocity” – and all I can think of is: “Wow! I’m flying. I should have worn a jacket.” The rushing winds press through us, cold, dizzying, exhilarating. Carolyn shouts to me,…