Capt. JG wrote:
When I was a kid living in Chicago, the family rented a cabana club at a
local hotel so the kids would have some place to go during the summer
months. One day while playing (mumblie peg - anyone play that? You take a
knife, throw it up in the air in various ways, then have it stick in some
wood.. anyway), while playing we hear some terrible screaming coming from
the back of the hotel. The pool we were near was outside. We ran to the back
just in time to see a guy come smashing down from 6 story window onto the
pavement in the back of the hotel. He was definitely dead.. bounced a good 3
feet. The police were called, the press showed up, and eventually the
policeman told us kids to beat it because they were going to turn him over.
Of course, we stuck around.

So, that afternoon when I went home, I told mom. She said the same thing...
Why are you making these things up?

She got a big surprise in the morning when the paper had it on the front
page. :-)

It's amazing what kids see and live through...we saw a guy pu;;ed out of
the lake we lived at who'd drowned several days earlier...he was green
and bloated...my friend and I were paddking around on one of those
peddle boat things so we had a good view when they brought him up...