Memories of Peggy Sue and the escape tree “I had some risky times back when I was a child,” said my grandmother, Betsy Davidson as she sat on her beige leather couch folding a pair of ragged, old blue jeans. “I liked to sneak out when I was with my babysitter. Every time I would sneak out, I ...PLEASE LOG IN FOR PREMIUM CONTENT. Our website requires visitors to log in to view the best local news. Not yet a subscriber? Subscribe today!