Why You Don't Jump Out of a Perfectly Good Airplane

Last week the sisters and I walked down the beach to observe the spring-breakers. While we were walking about 12 beautiful parachutes appeared out of the sky and landed right in front of us. We walked up to one young man and asked him what was happening. He spoke with a heavy accent and told us they were here for the next 10 days doing jumps. It sounded like fun and we discussed how we would enjoy doing that. Thursday, we think this same jumper, landed on a condo roof by the beach and died.