Sports have been part of my life ever since I was a little girl in Gloversville, New York. I was in the pool at the Y every chance I got. I begged my parents for a bike like the big kids, but I was five and had to start with training wheels. It was a great day when Daddy took those wheels off. “Here you go,” he said. He gave me a big push on my back. His hands were gentle, but strong.
I knew he believed I could do it. There I was, holding on, holding on, wobbling on my bike—and then I was riding steady all on my own!
That push was only the beginning for me. From then on I enjoyed testing my limits. I felt it when I dove into the pool, and when I rode my new 10-speed as fast as I could go. I did my best in school too, and graduated from college in Plattsburgh. But what was my challenge now? I wondered. I hoped my guardian angel would guide me.
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