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Originally posted by BILLW:
Well said Char !
I can't believe I made it to 53... I remember riding in my Dad's VW and when he would open the hatch on the roof I would jump up on the back seat and ride along with half of me outside the car, until he realized I was up there. Then he would holler and knock me back unto the seat.
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LOL! - my grandfather used to haul about a dozen young grandkids and an equal number of hounds in the back of the pick up truck up the highway a couple of hours to the cabin in North Ontario. then he'd turn off the hiway onto a dirt road and we'd get whipped by the tree branches if we didn't pay attention.
one time we had to pull over to retrieve a dumb beagle who insisted on trying to sit on the wheel area in the back of the truck...one bump too many and he went a flying! it was on the dirt road so we weren't travelling too fast and he didn't get hurt but being a beagle he got right back in and tried to sit there again. us grandkids learned a lesson that day! lolol
and poppa taught us it's never a good idea to light the coleman lamp IN the cabin....but a quick dash to the lake to toss the lamp in showed us how to think on our feet!
lol
yep - we're all a bit guilty of being goofball parents....and grandparents. thankfully most of us are here to tell the tale...
