Our hearts and prayers go out to the family of Natasha Richardson, who just recently passed away as a result of a head injury that she got while skiing. Of course, the sick media has seized on this to encourage us to be afraid of yet another thing, but maybe there's merit to it, after all.
I never wear a helmet when we ski, though we insist that our kids do. And two weeks ago, I slipped on the ice and thought for sure I'd cracked my skull. Though I didn't, and I'm still standing, it did hurt, and it could have been a lot worse, and a helmet might have made a difference.
So, I may very well begin wearing a helmet. Haven't done it yet, and the season is over, but I have all summer to ponder it.
Until then, thanks for reading.