Winter in the Swiss Alps. I was nineteen years old and I rode the ski lift to the top. While attempting to snow plow, I realized several things: I didn’t know how to ski,, I was not dressed for the occasion and, oh, look, a European ski team was racing downhill headed directly toward me.
Recorded before a live audience at the Morton Memorial Library in Rhinecliff, NY
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