Another meme I've pulled out of my Word file.

3 most scary moments

The night I spent alone in the ICU's waiting room, knowing that I was going to have to sign the papers for turning off mum's life support--knowing that when I did, the next day, I would never see my mum again. I guess that was the most awful and frightening night of my life, I reckon.

One time, when I was around 24, mum and I were weekending up here (about 11 years before we moved here to the Adirondack mountains), at a cottage next to Lake Vanare. I got up at the crack of dawn, the the intention of getting in a rowboat and going fishing. I got in the boat just as the sky was beginning to lighten, there was a slight mist on the water, but not too bad. However, after about fifteen minutes of rowing, I'd gotten out into the middle of this small lake--about this time the sky had lightened considerably, though the sun hadn't begun to rise yet, and, at that point, the fog closed in. I literally could barely see my hand in front of my face. I had no clue where I was, nor where the shoreline was. I was relieved when I'd found some shoreline--I didn't know what side of the lake I was on, but I figured that if I rowed along the shore long enough, I'd eventually come to the dock by the cottages. Unfortunately, I rowed around the island twice, before I realized that it was a little island. Okay, now I was scared. The fog had become so thick I could barely see the island's shore, tho' I was only four feet away from it. Then, out on the lake, I heard voices and the scrape of oars, as other fishermen went out on the water. Rowing like my life depended on it, I rowed towards the sound---and wound up less than two feet from the dock! I was never so relieved in my life! Mum was extremely angry though...seems she never heard me mention the night before that I was going out early and had no idea where I'd gone, and there she was standing on the dock...man, I'm glad I was an adult, 'cos if I'd been a kid, no doubt she would'a given me a good spanking and grounded me, ha-ha.

One time there was a violent thunderstorm...with a tornado warning. We were in mum's caravan..it was about 1987, I think. We were looking out the front door at the storm, when all of a sudden, the sky turned GREEN. That was a bit freaky. Then, the GLASS in the storm door, began BREATHING. No really, it began moving in and out like it was alive. Mum and I ran into her wooden addition--a family room that had been built on to the place, and sat on the floor next to the sofa huddled with the cats, while mum's trailer swayed back and forth in the wind...it was the only time in my life I'd ever seen mum afraid of a storm before. Fortunately, we only lost some alumninum skirting from the bottom of the trailer, and our shed door blew off. One of the nearby houses lost it's roof, though, and my next door neighbour had a tarp completely vanish and his motorcycle that was parked in his drive, wound up in his yard.

3 favourite television programmes when you were 9 or 10 years old

Cowboys in Africa
Get Smart
Laugh-In

3 favorite places in the world (whether you've visited them or not)

The woods and fields of the valley where I grew up...incl. Albany Rural Cemetery
The Adirondacks/Washington County, NY
The UK