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Boy, do I miss it and yes, the times were better, you would think needless to say, but not with the commies coming at us hard.
Boy, do I miss it and yes, the times were better, you would think needless to say, but not with the commies coming at us hard.
I hope one day to load up a truck like that with grandkids, although I don't think I'll let them sit on the tailgate while driving. That photo was my favorite of the bunch as well.
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DeleteMy grandfather had a tall wood fence around his barn yard with the walls of three
ReplyDeletebarns serving as part of the fence. There were 3 gates into the yard. One led down into the farm. About mid way the yard he had buried a log so that it was level with the ground on the uphill side and had about 6" exposed on the downhill side. It was there to help prevent the lot from washing in the rain.
One day when we were visiting his place in Columbus County, NC he took my dad
and a bunch of us kids down into the farm. My dad was a farmer too and they always enjoyed looking at the growing crops. Some of us kids, me and one or two of my cousins or maybe my sister, I don't really remember exactly who now, were riding sitting on the tailgate just like in the picture. It was the way we often rode unless we were going somewhere down the highway, then we rode with our feet on the floor of the pickup bed and our butts propped on the side rail of the bed, up near the cab.
On the way back out of the field granddaddy had to cross that log with the truck.
He did so very slowly and carefully just as he always drove but that old Chevy pickup
had stiff overload springs on the back and as he attempted to ease up over the log
and the rear wheels came up the truck bounced slightly. Just enough to cause the tail gate to swing up and throw us kids into the air for just long enough for the truck to drive out from under us. I came down sitting square on that log just like I had planned it. It didn't hurt anyone and we actually thought it was great fun after we got over the surprise. It seems like the adults might have even fussed at us for not "holding on".
I think I'd give everything I own to go back to that day in my life (or anytime in that era) and start over knowing what I know now. It was a time of innocence and bliss
that few of todays children will never know.
It was a time of innocence and bliss that few of today's children will ever know.
DeleteThat's a killer man and thanks for a great story. The drive-in charged $1 per vehicle and once Rice Smith had a party where a tractor pulled a trailer with straw bales on it and everyone piled in for the ride. $1 is all they charged. :)
Wow, the drive in, I can't tell you how many memories I have from the drive in, and not the kind your thinking about!!!
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:) It's a shame they are so few and far between these days.
DeleteWell if my mind stays clear I'll always have the memories.
ReplyDeleteWhat would life be without memories?
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