On 12/11/2013 2:49 PM, Mike Marlow wrote:
Lee Michaels wrote:


And forts? Nobody built bigger, badder snow forts than us. We had
to clear snow from various parts of the farm and ended up with huge
piles of compacted snow. These were often fifteen feet or more in
height. So we would have one person work the tractor and the rest of
us used shovels to sculpt these snow mountains into impressive
fortifications. Then invited the city kids out for a snowball fight.
And we kicked their asses every time!

Hah! Very cool! We built snow forts in snow banks that stood almost that
high - within a foot or so of the power lines on the side of the road. Dug
way down and built mighty fortresses that withstood the onslaught of the
coming spring weather. We could nail anything driving by and thumb our
noses at even the passing snow plows. We were way too cool...


And I had a brother who used to love launching himself into space from
bicycle ramps. He just built them higher and higher until he crashed
hard enough so he could not ride a bike any more that day. He always
was kinda crazy. But we al had a touch of crazy in us.. How do
present days wimp survive their childhood?

Ahhhhhh....., a trip down memory lane. Sigh..., I must be getting
old.

Thank you sir. Today that would be considered a fearful memory. Or
something your kids could not possible endure. To us - it was just a day.
How in the hell did we possibly survive such things that are clearly so
catastrophic today?



I'll telly you one thing, we did not get trophies unless we earn them.