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              That is the question, but sometimes, Beaver Islanders discovered 
                on June 26th, 27th, and 28th, you just don't have a choiceespecially 
                when there's a guy strapped to your back standing behind you in 
                the jump bay of a small, single-engined plane, and he's coming 
                out the hatch no matter what you do or say. 
                
              Thanks to Ed Wojan, Luther Kurtz and his team (fellow skydiver 
                Joy Bose from India, coordinator Julie Strickland, and pilot Patrick 
                Murphy) were on hand at the Township Airport to take pairs of 
                daring Beaver Islanders up to 11,000 feeta 25-minute climb 
                that led to a 4-minute breath-taking descent, beginning with a 
                4,000' freefall that reached terminal velocity (120 mph) before 
                the experienced Air Guide pulled the cord. 
                
              A jump cost $200, and everyone felt it was well worth it, especially 
                on such a clear, sunny day. The Bridge was visible in one direction, 
                the Foxes and Manitous in another. Each landing came down on the 
                Airport turf after gracefully-steered glides that swooped the 
                coupled team back and forth over the system of runways. There 
                were family expeditions: fathers and sons, and fathers and daughters. 
                Wives went with their husbands-or, in some cases, left them gawking 
                and grumbling on the ground. 
                
               
              The many spectators came away from the event with a crick in 
                their neck and the summer's first tan. After each trip the chutes 
                were diligently repacked, and the next team was given some instruction 
                and told to climb aboard. Several first-timers thought their only 
                hesitation would come when they were asked to step out of the 
                plane, but with all the noise and wind, the anticipated paralysis 
                failed to materialize. A few people were hurt (a cracked sternum, 
                some unclench-able fists, and a few twisted ankles); but those 
                plentiful screams were pretty much of pure joy. Everyone asked 
                the team, When are you coming again? 
                
               
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