Tobogganing in High Park, 1910s (57/96)

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Tobogganing in High Park, 1910s
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  1. Christmas morning 1958 I was 4 and my brother 14 took our new sled,mine and his new 6 foot padded toboggan 9 blocks to Christie Pitts.
    Snowing heavily we arrived nw corner,steep hill.He insisted on trying my sled first for safety.I watch as he goes,face first on my flyer.Halfway down an out of control toboggan hits my brother,my sled and I see pieces flying,5 directions!I’m screaming,crying as he gathers pieces,he and people rushing up to me.My brother bleeding from a wee forehead cut,looks near death,down a quart.he was fine.I take my broken sled,wept all the way home.
    Dad saw us and he was only worried about us,our wounds.my poor brother,always had my back.Boxing day we got another sled.That was 65 years ago!

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