Well here’s a photo of me really climbing the wall today at the ribbon-cutting ceremony. I made it to the top again, and only bashed one knuckle resulting in a little blood, and only slightly strained the muscles in my mouse forearm.
But I was totally shown up by Ralph, the mayor pro-tem, who’s in his seventies and had never climbed the wall at all. He got so excited at the ceremony that he ripped off his suit jacket, traded shoes with someone else, and climbed the wall still wearing his tie. He’s always like that. He was a paratrooper in WWII, and periodically likes to go jump out of airplanes like at the Normandy anniversary last summer, so I don’t feel so bad. I just hope I’m that energetic when I’m 70.