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		By: MICHAEL ROTH		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[MICHAEL ROTH]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2022 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-15004&quot;&gt;Yvette Cardozo&lt;/a&gt;.

Yevette, that&#039;s like Charlie on theMTA]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-15004">Yvette Cardozo</a>.</p>
<p>Yevette, that&#8217;s like Charlie on theMTA</p>
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		By: MICHAEL ROTH		</title>
		<link>https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-15038</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[MICHAEL ROTH]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2022 19:25:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-14981&quot;&gt;Michael Hudson&lt;/a&gt;.

that&#039;s way worse than getting the poles tangled!!!!!!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-14981">Michael Hudson</a>.</p>
<p>that&#8217;s way worse than getting the poles tangled!!!!!!</p>
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		By: Patti+Farkas		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patti+Farkas]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2022 05:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The place:  Suicide Six in Vermont.  The time:  December, 1984.  The victim:  me, first-time skier at age 44.  There was an ice storm that day, but not bad enough to dissuade my new husband from introducing me to his favorite sport.  Outfitting me in his best hand-me-downs, complete with duct tape on the tears in the pants, he put me in the never-ever ski class and went off to ski with some teen-age family friends.  I progressed rapidly (even though I felt  as though my feet were glued to the ground), and then came time to actually get on the lift to go up to the top of the bunny hill!  My loving husband knew it was a J-bar and had instructed me not to sit on it but just lean back into it.  I did so and the bar slid past my butt, up past my torso, and came to a stop just under my arms.  The liftie bellowed,  &quot;Stop the lift!&quot; and came to my rescue.  As he tried to lever me up to a standing position, he murmured, &quot;Boy, you must have eaten your oats today.&quot;   The rest of the day went better for me, although my husband did dislocate his shoulder skiing with the young &#039;uns.  We continue to ski today in Utah (western ski snobs) at ages 89 and 81.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The place:  Suicide Six in Vermont.  The time:  December, 1984.  The victim:  me, first-time skier at age 44.  There was an ice storm that day, but not bad enough to dissuade my new husband from introducing me to his favorite sport.  Outfitting me in his best hand-me-downs, complete with duct tape on the tears in the pants, he put me in the never-ever ski class and went off to ski with some teen-age family friends.  I progressed rapidly (even though I felt  as though my feet were glued to the ground), and then came time to actually get on the lift to go up to the top of the bunny hill!  My loving husband knew it was a J-bar and had instructed me not to sit on it but just lean back into it.  I did so and the bar slid past my butt, up past my torso, and came to a stop just under my arms.  The liftie bellowed,  &#8220;Stop the lift!&#8221; and came to my rescue.  As he tried to lever me up to a standing position, he murmured, &#8220;Boy, you must have eaten your oats today.&#8221;   The rest of the day went better for me, although my husband did dislocate his shoulder skiing with the young &#8216;uns.  We continue to ski today in Utah (western ski snobs) at ages 89 and 81.</p>
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		By: Yvette Cardozo		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Yvette Cardozo]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2022 22:06:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[And then, there was my older sister. A ski novice and petrified. So when it came time for her to get off the bunny lift at Snoqualmie outside Seattle, she froze. and went around. and was headed back up. A sharp liftie stopped the lift and backed it up somehow, then helped her off. Needless to say, her ski day was done. But I did have visions of my sister going round and round and round endlessly.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And then, there was my older sister. A ski novice and petrified. So when it came time for her to get off the bunny lift at Snoqualmie outside Seattle, she froze. and went around. and was headed back up. A sharp liftie stopped the lift and backed it up somehow, then helped her off. Needless to say, her ski day was done. But I did have visions of my sister going round and round and round endlessly.</p>
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		By: Michael Hudson		</title>
		<link>https://seniorsskiing.com/hanging-on-for-life-and-almost-getting-eaten-by-the-rope-tow/#comment-14981</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michael Hudson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2022 15:28:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I have a similar story.  I was a ski patrolman at Mt Hood, Oregon back in the 60&#039;s. I helped rescue a young lady whose long hair got twisted into the rope.  Thanks to an alert lift operator and the bandaid scissors I was carring, the event did not end in tragedy.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a similar story.  I was a ski patrolman at Mt Hood, Oregon back in the 60&#8217;s. I helped rescue a young lady whose long hair got twisted into the rope.  Thanks to an alert lift operator and the bandaid scissors I was carring, the event did not end in tragedy.</p>
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