Surviving Minnesota!

yep. He would get that drill in there, no water to cool off the area as he drilled, and I would be stiff as a board in that chair holding onto the arms on the chair. OMG! And I do not say that very often - ugh! Not a good memory. My sister says it never bothered her.
 
I being a little bit of a coward would start crying when we were about 10 miles from the dentist. The sound of those pulleys and the hammering of the drill in my mouth was more than any 7 year old could handle!
'Even thinking about it is making me shiver in fear.



BTW Your sister is lying!
 

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