I remember one day we were playing in the snow. I had found out that if I kicked the snow Rolf would jump after the snow. I was in the habit of standing like a place kicker and Rolf recognized this stance and would start running. On this day when I assumed the stance Rolf started to run and I kicked the snow. The next thing I knew I was flat on my back looking at the sky. It took a second or two to realize that Rolf had run into my leg as ha ran past me. Typical Rolf, he came over to me and looked at me as if to say, "What are you doing?"|
Rolf loved playing in the snow and this is my fondest memory of him.