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Was There A Brain Between Us?
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Was There A Brain Between Us? I wrote this last night and hit a button and it disappeared which almost made me cry as it was a lot of typing! So, I'll try it again and see what happens! I told you that I have done my fair share of crazy things and I though it only fair since I kind of pick on others who do the things that I find outlandish and crazy that I tell you a few of them. It's kind of funny you know, as I get older I tend to not take the chances that I used to. I mean a few years ago I would probably the first in line to get on that ride on the top of the Stratosphere in Las Vegas, but now you'd be dragging me kicking and screaming just to get me to the top as I just don't like heights the way I used to. I like to think that I'm getting wiser but unfortunately I think a little more about my mortality and also I just don't have the stomach like I used to. Looking back though, I find it amazing how when we are young we think that we are invincible and wear an invisible shield around us that keeps us from any harm when in all honestly were just one step from serious injury or possibly death. Here are a couple of example's. One of the worst whippings I ever received was when I got caught doing what I was forbidden to ever do again which was par for the course for me growing up. But in my defense I grew up in a time when in the morning you would tell your parents you were going out to play and they would give a certain time to be home or just be home before dark which left my friends and I plenty of time to find all kinds of ways to entertain ourselves. But anyway, there was a huge pond at a park that we would play at and these whispering willow trees lined the pond and we found that if you shinny up these 50 ft. trees, you could bend them back to the ground and have your friend hold on to the top and then shinny back to the middle and hold on for dear life as they would let go and the tree would whip you back and forth. We called it "riding the willows" as that was exactly what you did until we figured out that if you let go at the right time the tree would propel you about 100 yards straight out over the pond and you would crash land into the water. It never dawned on us that if you didn't hold on tight or let go just right that you would literally face smack the tree repeatedly probably knocking out all of your teeth and re-arranging your face. Well my dad came looking for me one day and caught us doing this and told me in no uncertain words that if he caught me doing this insane act again I would seriously regret it. Of course we all did the yea,yea.yea when mom and dad said things but he was very serious which made me even more determined to continue our fun. We got smart, or thought we did, and always made sure that we would only do this activity when our parents were working and always have dry clothes to put on before we went home. Everything was going swimmingly well until the day my dad came home early from work and of course just happened to drive by right when I let go of the tree. After coming up from underwater I looked over to the shore and my heart literally stopped as I saw him standing there. I still laugh to this day not because of the whipping but of how we thought we were going to get over on our parents just as my tried to do to me! I can't tell you how many bicycle's I went through growing up but I went through quite a few as on the other side of the park was this hill that was tri-terraced. Now this was not your ordinary hill, this was a monster that had a 47 degree incline that was almost a mile in length and was a kick in the pants to ride, if that's what you called it, down. I didn't have the bikes that they do today, I had an original Schwinn Bicycle and man was that thing rigid! There was no<b> suspension </font></b>on that thing and the seat was a nut buster if you went over a bump too fast but it was heavy and could fly! You would start at the top and go as fast as you could so when you hit the first terrace it would propel you straight out into the air and you would come down just in time to hit the second terrace which would propel you almost past the third because of the speed in which you've generated. The only problem was that you had to slam on the brakes because you had a really short distance to stop or you would run into the creek and hit the opposite cliff wall. If you couldn't stop you had to bail off the bike and hit the ground rolling while the bike crashed into the cliff side. I had so many cuts and bruises as well as dislocated fingers, sprained wrists, and ankles all from this well conceived idea of fun. I never got caught doing this but I finally ran out of excuses as to why my bikes was all messed up. I mean you can only get hit by so many cars before the red flags go up! I honestly don't know how I survived my childhood but I look back and laugh, shaking my head as my dad so often did realizing he was actually shaking his head at me!!!! So, you know a more about me and these are a couple of the more extreme things that I did until I learned about gun powder and it's explosive power which brought me a visit from the local sheriff. but that's a story for another day!  |
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