The Leap Comic
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- It is from those old newspapers, now historical records, that I get my information. Not from my mother, Anna of the Flying Avalon's, nor from any of her in-laws, nor certainly from the other half of her particular act, Harold Avalon, her first husband
- The day was mildly overcast, but nothing in the air or temperature gave any hint of the sudden force with which the deadly gale would strike.
- It was during her confinement in the hospital that my mother met my father. It was in the hospital that she finally learned to read and write, as a way of overcoming the boredom and depression of those weeks, and it was my father who insisted on teaching her.
- He bought her her first book, and over her bold letters, which the pale guides of the penmanship pads could not contain, they fell in love.
- I didn't see her leap through air, only heard the sudden thump and looked out my window. She was hanging by the backs of her heels from the new gutter we had put in that year, and she was smiling.
- Curled as I was, against her stomach, I was not startled by the cries of the crowd or the looming faces.
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