The pic you see is me at the castle ruins in Heidelberg. This was the morning after a night to remember, if only I could. That afternoon my friends and I took the tram to the top of the mountain. It was a beautiful, sunshiny day with fresh snow so there were hundreds of people present with their tobaggans and sleds. A happy, middle-class family saw us GI's and insisted we slide using their tobaggan. The five of us (myself, Joe, Jesse, Debo & K-town) slid down and went over a mogul and flew through the air...when we landed the tobaggan was no more. We offered to pay for it but the happy, middle-class family seemed to be delighted, telling us to keep our Yankee dollars. Good times.