Originally Posted by cherrio
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
Flooding the yard reminds me of one family in my town who used to flood their backyard in winter, put up lights and played music for anyone who wanted to come and ice skate for free. I was finally old enough to go and had a wonderful time that Friday evening. The next day a novice skater, fell and broke her arm. Her parents sued the home owners. End of that. But I got to go once!