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In a message dated 4/29/2003 3:15:09 PM Eastern Standard Time,
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> Elevators are some of the greatest toys ever made. They're like
> transporters
> for little kids.

A number of years ago I was at a big national conference for Unitarian
Universalism, I think in Indianapolis, and the focus was on youth. As a
result, there were a ton of teenagers participating, going to workshops, etc.
It was great. The conference center was huge, with these very tall
escalators. My favorite part, though, was overhearing this statement:

Yeah, the workshop was great. I learned so much about leadership in worship.
But then things were winding down at the end, so we left a little early to
ride the escalators.

Kathryn


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In a message dated 4/29/03 2:00:45 PM Central Daylight Time,
[email protected] writes:

<<
I never got to play with elevators really until I was a teenager.
Imagine.
I was deprived. >>

The best elevator ride I ever had while growing up, was a 13 story building
in Fairbanks (the tallest at the time). We only went there on very special
occasions, to eat at the "Tiki Cove", a Chinese restaraunt that we LOVED.
That was the sum of my cool elevator experiences until I grew up and moved to
Portland, OR.
Oh! Except for on family vacations. I remember the Space Needle being super
exciting!!

Ren
"They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible
spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, they danced by the light of the
moon."
--The Owl and the Pussycat
Edward Lear

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When I was a teen and would hang out at the mall, my friends and I would ride
the May Company elevator up and down (it was really isolated and almost no
one used it) and we'd jump in the air as it was going down. What a wierd
feeling, especially if it suddenly stopped just when you were getting the
hang of mid-air flight and your knees would buckle when you feet hit the
floor suddenly...good memories!

Nancy


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In a message dated 4/29/2003 5:04:35 PM Central Daylight Time,
abtleo@... writes:

> It took me forever to find them after the session. They had been riding the
> elevators; there were four of them in this huge, high-rise hotel. Tim was
> quite happy, but it really ammused me how much fun this 50-something year
> old man had obviously had, riding elevators for two hours! He must have
> been elevator deprived, too! <g>
>

What a great guy!

If there is a bank of them, we take bets on which one will get to us, first.
That's our elevator game.

Tuck


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Tia Leschke

> When I was a teen and would hang out at the mall, my friends and I would
ride
> the May Company elevator up and down (it was really isolated and almost no
> one used it) and we'd jump in the air as it was going down. What a wierd
> feeling, especially if it suddenly stopped just when you were getting the
> hang of mid-air flight and your knees would buckle when you feet hit the
> floor suddenly...good memories!

My friends and I would go to a big building downtown and stand on our heads
in the elevators! We used to run up the down escalators until we got caught
and kicked out. And there was a really scary circular exit from a parking
garage that we used to skateboard down on Sundays when it was closed. (That
was when most skateboards were just board with roller skate wheels bolted
on.)
Tia

"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary
saftety deserve neither liberty nor safety." Ben Franklin
leschke@...

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In a message dated 4/30/2003 7:48:55 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
tuckervill@... writes:


> If there is a bank of them, we take bets on which one will get to us, first.
>
> That's our elevator game.
>

Have y'all seen the Tiny Toons little duck? "*I* push de button!"

~Kelly


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