– because it was there—our Mt. Everest.

We never formally identified the squealer who called the police, but the local constabulary turned up in the form of Skippy Brown, a favorite local enforcer of the law.   

Annie McLeod Jenkins lives in Winston-Salem. Although she loves writing, she is frequently sidetracked by multiple other interests: choral singing, cooking, family genealogy, volunteer responsibilities, reading, fretting about the world, and trying to stay fit and healthy at age 76. She thanks the Personal Story Publishing Project for encouraging her to submit stories for this series. As usual, a good prompt stirred the pot and revealed a long-forgotten youthful escapade.