Letters to the Editor
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Evel
Fitting tribute to Evel Knievel. I, and most of my friends, spent the same days as you flying off of unstable plywood ramps over various and sundry building supplies. The only things we managed to break were bike parts, a few noses, and a couple of fingers, well those and our dreams of being a worthy successor to Evel. When I heard the news, I touched wood and then looked over some of the scars acquired 30 years ago. While those scars are all but invisible, the memories will last forever.

