Ian Wisekal

11/20/97

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The first thing I remember is being pulled out of my little box and thrown around for a while. I was set down for a couple of days on a hard wood surface. But I had not planned for the terror... I was twisted around and around, and over myself several times until I came to rest. I was holding a long brown object that seemed to be made up of thousands of thin, long strands. How painful those first moments were!