By Jerrie Atrick on
Saturday, January 03, 2009 4:30 PM
When I was about 6 years old, my family went on a church picnic. In the evening, we were roasting marshmallows by a campfire. I put a couple of them on a straightened coat hanger (was there any other way?) and put them over the fire. Soon they began to blaze, so naturally I held up the hanger and the flaming marshmallows slid down and covered my hand with burning goo. The more I tried to shake it off,...
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