Part Two!!!!

I didn’t wimp out. Gerald, my own brother went without me. He took his friend Melvin.

Gerald and Melvin were as prepared as they could be. The first lucky rock that was chosen was a bad fit for the job. It was too small. A new rock was lifted and the excursion went off with out a hitch. I hear that the experience was quite surreal insomuch as the water was calm at such depths.  After a time or two in the water, Mitch, I mean, Melvin decided to try an attempt at retrieving a white thing at the bottom. When he resurfaced the was holding is hand up, it appeared he had grabbed the white thing.

Some bystanders had an amazed look. Gerald saw that it was his own thumb that Melvin was holding. The tip had been cut nearly off. Gerald gave Melvin a towel, I assume to wrap his wound with. I don’t know very throughly the details of the rest of the story. Gerald drove Melvin to the hospital. I think that Melvin was fairly out of it. Can you imagine someone walking out of the river with a cut like that and walking up to you to show to you it? I think that the current spun the rock around and hit another rock with little Melvy’s finger between the two.