So all this reminds me of a story from my past. I have never shared this story with any of you, but will tell you about my Freshman Year bunk at Miami University. Sammy - it is dangerous, be bary, bary careful.
My roommate Dan Lew and I decided to modify our beds so we could put a couch underneath. This forced is to lift the top bunks higher up so you wouldn't hit your head each time you stood. The other "loft bed" had a stereo underneath since we had massive stereos with turntables, cassette players, tuners, albums, tapes and massive speakers. Much different than now with one iPod and a speaker.
So I climbed into the bed from the head of the bed each night. I generally slept still as a rock on my back and actually thought it was cool to be up there. How surprised do you think I was when one morning I awoke by slamming my head into the corner of Poppa's trunk which sat next to the couch under the bed as somewhat of an end table. I can assure you I woke up with quite a start and some serious pain. My forehead slammed into the metal corner which had rivets holding the trunk together. Specifically my eye brow hit the metal and tore a chunk of skin away. I came to realize a couple hours later while being stitched up at the med center that had I hit the metal just 1/2" lower where my eye is I might have majorly damaged my eye. Fortunately I have an extremely hard head (Poppa's words) and survived with simply stitches, bandages and a black eye. If you would like to see the scar I will be happy to share.
My counsel is to never have anything sticking our under the bed other than possibly a gymnastics matt!
I love you all in points west and in Lakewood. The mountains were beautiful!
