David March 4th, 2012

I’ll never forget Dylan, head cocked slightly to the left, talking about their zip line made from old rope and gusto. It wasn’t steep enough for the rusty carabineer to truly zip, so Taft quickly tied it to a lower tree, ensuring a steep enough incline and lots of speed… Throughout, Dylan’s young voice remained unbroken as silver tears dripped steadily down his blue blazer.