In 1988 I broke my right humerus (it wasn’t funny :{) on the East Wall of Arapahoe Basin Colorado. Then in 1993 I tore my ACL in Breckinridge. I don’t ski anymore, but I have scars and medical hardware as souvenirs.
Rob Harrell
December 11, 2015
In 1988 I broke my right humerus (it wasn’t funny :{) on the East Wall of Arapahoe Basin Colorado. Then in 1993 I tore my ACL in Breckinridge. I don’t ski anymore, but I have scars and medical hardware as souvenirs.