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Hi Stuart,

I am laughing at how ridiculous PA seems. I grew up in Woodstock, Vermont. I was 5 (1949) when dad took me to the ski hill for first time. He did not have skis because his plan was to show me how to use the rope tow., watch me do it until he was sure I could, then he was going rabbit hunting for the rest of afternoon. So I went up three times with him coaching and watching. Then he took off. I proceeded to go up the very much a bunny slope two times until the tow broke down. By.this time dad had gone. Knowing that I had "hours" to wait, I went over to the base of the BIG rope tow and eyed it longingly. Along came two Dartmouth college students. One asked me if I wanted to go up. I enthusiastically said sure. His buddy went in front of me, I followed, and he followed me. It was a fairly steep slope. I hung on as far as I could but eventually my arms got tired and I had to quit. The guy behind me stepped off with me, picked me up and helped me straighten out my skis. He then said " go on down to the bottom ( all 50-75 feet) and wait until we get down, then we'll do it again" We did that about 5 or 6 times. Talk about nice young men-- big brothers basically.

So that was my first day of skiing ever! I skied at that hill ( Mt. Tom) for 2-3 years and then skied at either Gilberts Ski hill or The Gulley on the backside of Suicide 6 ( now called something like Saskitana) for 3 years with a passel of kids every Saturday and Sunday. When 6 got a poma lift

we all headed over there and ran up and down that hill all day. Dropped off by parents at 8 AM with a packed lunch and picked up at closing. I had a wonderful time all winter long.and skiing became a life long passion, as you know. When I started racing, my folks came a couple of times to the close by local races. Later when I went to Jr Nationals in 1961 at Sugarloaf, ME they came to that. The next year Jr Nationals were in Whitefish, Montana. I went with the team but after the races were over I took a bus to Aspen with $16 in my pocket because I had been invited to a training week with Beatty. I was 17.I was so excited to have arrived in Aspen I spent half of my money for a half day ticket and about $5 for a hostel room that first night

Next morning I went to an address I had been given by a team mate where I stayed with the family helping the mom in the kitchen who was feeding 5 college boys on vacation. When I finished "paying" for my board and room, I walked to a motel which said they needed a chambermaid. They paid me exactly what I needed to get an afternoon ski ticket! So, if you want your kid to develop self-confidence let them ski alone! I never needed my parents at the ski hill. And I figured out how to survive and solve problems on my own! I am still skiing and planning my life around skiing each year at 81.

Kelly Woodbury Nessle

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Based on 21st century Pennsylvania standards, my parents were felons and many times over.

I don't understand how government officials think they are helping anyone with this action. Apparently, the state feels it can decide when a child was neglected. Not based on any law. Only by the observation of an accident and the determination that parents must be blamed (and this even when no injury occurred!!)

The news article makes a big deal that it took over 20 minutes to contact the parents. Apparently that is the greatest crime! No wonder we have helicopter parents - do otherwise and you can be charged with a felony if your kid has an accident.

Very, very sad to see how far our society and governments have fallen.

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