Some Childhood Memories

The house where I spent most of my growing up years was located in a small rural village.

Our house was set on a hill on a place where two State routes converge so there was quite a bit of traffic, but we had a lot of property and near neighbours only on one side. To the other side it was perhaps a mile to the next inhabited property and to the back miles of woods and meadow s and occasional fields of crops like corn or hay.

There was a run that came down the hill, ran under our driveway and on down across the highway to the river. In the summer it was about a foot wide unless it was a dry summer when it would completely dry up. In the spring it could get as much as 6 or 8 feet wide and completely overrun the driveway if it couldn't fit through the culvert. We spent many hours playing in that stream catching salamanders, making dams, drinking out of Reed straws, investigating plants and bugs. We acted out episodes of TV shows like Little House on the Prairie, Batman, Andy Griffith, and The Six Million Dollar Man.

One game we played a lot was that we had survived a plane crash and were stranded. We would try to make anything we thought we would need from twigs and leaves and branches and rocks and whatever we could not find a way to create, we miraculously found in the wreckage of the plane LOLwe

There were many trees to climb. Sometimes we each would claim a tree as our house and we would go visiting one another. Sometimes we would use them to reach the top of the shed and sun ourselves on the roof. Up the hill were vines that were sturdy enough to support our weight and we would swing on those for hours.

I moved into that house when I was 8th my brothers were 7 and 6 in my sister 5. The baby wasn't born yet. My older brother was in band and had a ob. My other older brother was in junior high and was more interested in ham radio and bicycles. He had a newspaper route that he delivered on his bicycle.