I am afraid of flying balls. (please take a moment to snicker to yourself if necessary). Ahem, for a person with limited peripheral vision flying objects of any sort can be dangerous. But it seems flying balls have been the ones I’ve had to deal with most in my life. I can recall being smacked in the face by one on several occassions. And what better time is there to be smacked in the face with a flying ball than elementary school?! Continue reading “Flying Balls & Other Memories”