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Don't remember it entirely, since I was 5, but it involves a Big Wheel and a bus.

Came flying down Lake Sundance Place on my bigwheel, right into the path of a city bus on Lake Bonavista Drive. Our neighbour who had been jogging, saw the impending disaster, and ran at the bus waving his hands screaming. The bus came screaching to a halt and hit me hard enough to wedge the bigwheel under the tire, and knock me off of it, but not kill me. He literally dropped my pants at the side of the road, spanked me till I peed myself, and walked me home carrying me under his arm like a football. This was the late 70's and adults were allowed to discipline children. My parents never felt the need to sue him or anything, and my old man probably asked why he didn't hit me harder...lol. I never understood why he was all teared up and crying at the time, that is pretty much what I remembered the most, but my mom told me many years later, " He thought for a second he witnessed his neighbours kid killed being run over by a bus."

Had it not been for Mr. Churkas, I would have had a grave stone at the tender age of 5.

RIP Mr. Churkas.