oh, so many memories. making buckeye necklaces with grandpa. that grandpa also taught us to "belly up to the bar" haha. he poured us shots of rootbeer. I don't think HIS SHOT was rootbeer. We went to THE BLUE HOLE in Sandusky,oh every summer. Farmer Jim's swimming Hole; dad and mom would take us several times a week and daddy slept for a few hrs (he had worked midnight shift) while we swam w/mom. Family reunions. tents with my brothers in the back yard. Flooding the back yard just so we could catch nite crawlers to go fishing