I would like to thank the Sun Journal for re-posting the 50-year-old article about a 10-year-old boy who fell off a cliff near Sand Hill Road on Aug. 30, 1966 (Looking Back). That boy was me.

I had been playing “The Man From U.N.C.L.E.” We were using pea shooters as “guns” and walking/playing on the ledges along the cliff. While walking up the ledge that went to the top, I tried to beat my friends up to the top of the cliff by climbing the last eight feet or so. As I was climbing I dropped my pea shooter back down onto the ledge. I then jumped back down to the ledge to retrieve it and, when I did so, I slipped and fell off the cliff. Luckily I fell feet first and somehow managed to land feet first. I might have died, otherwise.

I had a compound fracture of the left ankle (broke through the skin). Two of my friends went for help and the other two climbed down and stayed with me until help arrived.

So now people know “the rest of the story.”

My mother, who is in assisted living in Auburn, read the story and it made her day (and mine, too).

Marc Chabot, South Berwick