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The slow motion version is the best! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

I, on the other hand, think it's brilliant! Makes me laugh every time I see some one respond to it! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

It's genetic. He's a fool and fits right into the rest of the Royal family! But remember the Royals have only a few purposes anymore such as driving tourism and news revenue. As such a little controversy is a good thing. Keeps them in the news, in the fore front, sells papers and tv news advertising. "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Um.... do really mean that? The line up of volunteers could be quite long.... "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Wow..... I got scared there for a moment... banning beer... as a Canadian I know that would be just wrong! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

...They're all so young... so pretty... (sigh) It sucks being old enough to be a father to all the great women on this forum Have a Happy Birthday and I hope it's memorable! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Hey Hey...Newfiland has some semi decient mountains ....and a atmosphere to be rivaled by few others They ain't the Rockies..... but have to agree about atmosphere... Newfieland has got great people and great hospitality! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Where you going to ski? Out here in the west where we have real mountains? "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

There is a recent thread on this topic... http://www.dropzone.com/cgi-bin/forum/gforum.cgi?post=192927#192927 "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

You should go the movie The Aviator - you'll like the concern that the main figure has about germs! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

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Bill's too modest... Another news article about Chuteless http://www.yorkregion.com/yr/newscentre/erabanner/story/2458483p-2848148c.html Risk? What risk? This is F-U-N Jan 4, 2005 Caroline Grech - More from this author Bill Cole was nine the first time he went airborne off the railing of his father's house, holding only an umbrella as a parachute. That fearless indoor jump with an umbrella would be a preview of things to come with a career in skydiving spanning four decades. Not to be outdone by his brother, who had skydived three times already, Mr. Cole decided to take his first jump at 29 in 1962. The first jump unleashed a passion for skydiving and a career that includes 857 jumps, a slew of national records and a claim to fame as the first to photograph a jump and the first Canadian to jump chuteless. A self-confessed adrenaline junkie, skydiving by the rules wasn't a part of Mr. Cole's program for long. The first time the 72-year-old jumped without a chute was from 13,000 feet. Jumping with someone else who carried the parachute at 6,000 feet he snapped on his chute and had opened it by 3,000 feet. "It's the greatest flight in the world," Mr. Cole recalls, his eyes lighting up as he remembers the feeling. Despite taking risks and pushing the envelope on each and every one of his jumps, whether or not it be jumping from a higher altitude, jumping without a chute or opening it up as close to the ground as possible, Mr. Cole downplays the dangers. "It's just another jump," he says of bounding into the sky without a chute. "I don't look at it as a risk, I look at it as fun." Currently nursing a smashed heel, ankle, tailbone and torn muscles he suffered in his last jump in Ohio in June, Mr. Cole remains undeterred by the accident that has, temporarily, sidelined him. Insistent he will jump again next year, Mr. Cole says fear is never a consideration when he jumps, despite having numerous close calls over his four decades of taking part in the extreme sport. "You have too much to do," Mr. Cole explains, noting when something goes wrong on a jump, a skydiver needs to concentrate on how to fix the situation. One jump in 1990 had him contemplating his funeral. Opening his chute and realizing it was twisted into a big ball and wouldn't work, he looked down at the field he was about to fall on to and asked himself, "What kind of field am I going to die in?" Then he promptly pulled his reserve chute and it opened at about 60 feet, just above the tree tops. The fall was so close to the ground, a search party had already been sent to find him. Using the philosophy that if he survives the accident, it doesn't count, Mr. Cole chooses to look at the exhilarating side of skydiving. In his career, Mr. Cole has used his reserve chute a total of nine times. Getting injured during jumps is a minimal problem compared to losing friends in jumping mishaps. Despite conceding he has lost too many friends to accidents, dealing with death has never stopped him from jumping. "It doesn't deter me, just as much as it wouldn't deter them if I died." Religious since his childhood, the now retired skydiver simply reasons God keeps him safe during all his jumps. "God looks after me and he looks after me well," he says matter-of-factly. Jumping by his own set of rules may have made his career more thrilling, but it certainly didn't impress everyone. The Canadian Sport Parachuting Association isn't among Mr. Cole's fans, after the organization twice banished him from the club. The first time he was thrown out was for jumping without a parachute. "I jump my way and where I want to," Mr. Cole says adamantly, clearly having no regrets about his checkered past with the organization. "If you want to make a name for yourself you have to bend the rules." After being kicked out initially, he was reinstated, only to be kicked out again for comments he made during a TV interview. Because of his behaviour, the highest jump, at an altitude of 36,916 feet -- a Canadian record -- is not even acknowledged by the organization. "The CPSA doesn't want to recognize it because it was me," Mr. Cole says. Originally from Longbranch, a neighbourhood in Etobicoke, the only pictures that rival his parachuting photographs on the walls of his Aurora apartment are of his seven-year-old granddaughter, Lindsay. "She is priceless," he says with admiration as he studies her pictures as if for the first time. The twice-divorced daredevil is a father of three adult children and grandfather to six grandchildren. Despite retiring from active parachuting in September and nursing a host of injuries, Mr. Cole has not seen his last jump. While he may not have lost his desire to jump, he admits he doesn't feel the same rush and exhilaration he experienced when he first started jumping. People have asked him if he thinks he is too old to be jumping; the questions have even come from doctors who have told him, frankly, they think he is crazy. He just chalks it up to having a good time. "I've had so much fun that there ought to be a law against it," the fearless skydiver says. "Nobody has more fun than me!" When not challenging himself with the height of a jump or diving without a chute, Mr. Cole challenges himself by opening his parachute as close to the ground as he can. "I've had some jumps that are so low that I didn't come down for a week!" he says, excitement in his eyes just at the thought of it. As for changes Mr. Cole has observed over the four decades in the extreme sport, the price of a dive is the first that springs to his mind. "My first parachute cost me $50. It's become very costly. It can cost between $175 to $200 for a first jump," Mr. Cole says. Skydiving has not been confined to only one of his family members, with two brothers and one sister also skydiving. Although he has had his fair share of media coverage over the years, he is surprised people still want to hear his stories four decades later. "I never thought in 2004 anybody would remember my name." Quite to the contrary. Mr. Cole still receives frequent e-mails from people with questions about what he has done. "It's been a great ride, I just wish I could have done it longer." "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

You don't need one... see this thread http://www.dropzone.com/cgi-bin/forum/gforum.cgi?post=1426588#1426588 "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

What's your number? "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Uh . . . no. That's not going to happen. Well the internet says it gonna happen http://www.greatdreams.com/2012.htm No need to invest in a pension! More money for skydives! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

I love Astronomy, I'm a Gemini - what's your sign? "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

You people are going to give SC a bad name if you keep talking nice to each other! Stop it! The moderators may have to ban you for being so nice, I'm sure its in the rules someplace. It must be, becuase its rarely seen here! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

With a woman! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Sitting in the morning sun I'll sitting till the evening comes Watching the ships roll in Then I watch them roll away again, yeah Sitting on the dock of the bay Watching the time roll away Oh, sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time, ah ha ha I left my home in Georgia And headed for Frisco Bay 'Cause I have nothing to live for And look's like nothing will come my way So, I'm sitting on the dock of the bay Watching the tide go away I'm sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time Look's like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can do what people tell me to do So, I guess I'll remains the same Sittin' hear resting my bones, And this lonliness won't leave me alone, Two thousand miles I roam, Just to make this dock my home. Sitting on the dock of the bay Watch the tide go away, ooohh ooohh Sitting on the dock of the bay Wasting time "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

[reply Kind of like European men in speedos Now that visual is really scary! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

Finally a reason to go to church that I can relate to! "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

I am sure its like dwarf bowling only you get to throw pagans. I better stay away... might get bowled. "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy

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Here's one album with that song and others... http://www.sunpk.com/art/cdart/pages/003ladiesplaylist.htm "Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me" Dorothy