~John Mulvany, Class of 2024

Whoosh!
40 miles per hour and a place to be
The snow is soft and thick
But that won't stop me
Tree to my left
Tree to my right
Trees everywhere
Just make it to the lift before it closes
The pounds of snow emptying on me
So close
3:59
No turns just straight down
The lift employee reaches out for the red turn off button
Its like slow motion
I yell like its life or death
which it isn't, but it feels like it
I jump on just in time for one last run