I have one burn scar, but I was the king of cuts. I have a couple of scars on my forehead, several on my legs and feet, and one 23 stitches beauty on my arm that I got falling off a bunk bed ladder and catching my arm on a coat hook in the closet. My Dad almost fainted when he saw it.

I remember my brother and I thinking it was fun to burn paper on a hot plate in the basement. My Dad DID NOT find that funny. And I didn’t find the whooping I got funny either. No more burning paper in basement after that!