Paul in his mid 50's started dreaming about skydiving. As his sixtieth birthday was coming up he decided it was now or never. He took the lessons - classroom- jumping from a platform--- The big day arrived the weather was great the sky was as blue as he had ever seen it. Not a cloud in sight. As the plane moved over the drop zone he moved to the doorway. His instructor tapped him on the shoulder and he jumped. It was every thing he had dreamed of. He enjoyed the exhilaration as he free fell. He then pulled the cord--nothing happened. He pulled anything he could get his hands on -- nothing. He fell down- down-down and saw a man coming up-up-up. He yelled do you know anything about parachutes??? NO the man yelled! Do you know anything about leaking propane tanks??