We All Fall Down

I take note of falls on snow and ice this time of the year. It has been a long, long time since I’ve had a decent fall on an icy surface — mebbe 33 years ago when I first arrived in Kalispell, Mont. I was wearing cowboy boots at the time. Being a greenhorn, I didn’t realize that my boots had almost no traction in snow. My legs flew up in the air, and I landed flat on my back. I repeated that pratfall while learning to ice skate on western Montana lakes. But you can expect something like that in such a setting. How about you?

Question: When did you last take a nasty fall on ice or snow?