On our way into Dayton for New Year's, we stopped by the sign Greg fell off in July 2000. (He's the spot at the bottom of the sign.) We came to town for an appointment with the surgeon who put him back together after that 25 foot fall. We got some unwelcomed news at that appointment. Greg has to have his ankle fused. He will be in the rings and halos again for three months. The commute to and from Dayton every two weeks for appointments will not be much fun. Happy New Year?
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