Comments: Church.....

I don't understand why they weren't happy to see you. Finding a lost person is what churches do.

Posted by Lou on March 16, 2010 07:02 AM

Hehehe My cousin and I left VBS once and rode our bikes down the road to my Uncles house. (Down the road was a almost 4 mile trek through Wolf Pen Gap, a place with a much more ominous name than it deserves)

Several hours later, when our discovery was made the whuppin was indeed profound, and it would be fair to say we saw the light as it were.

Posted by BloodSpite on March 16, 2010 07:50 AM

Yes that brings back memories. Not many know about the post-anaesthetic effect on the stirring of long forgotten memories. A few years ago my dad had hip replacement surgery on his 81st birthday…and everyone was very surprised to learn a post-op story about a 7year old boy, a dropped shotgun and a fatal injury!

Posted by John C on March 16, 2010 01:44 PM

I could picture this whole thing playing out in my mind's eye as I read your inimitable Straight White Post... damn, son, Tom Sayer and Huck Finn had nothing on you!

Posted by Elisson on March 16, 2010 10:32 PM

er, that'd be "Sawyer"...

Posted by Elisson on March 16, 2010 10:32 PM

Heh, reminds me of the time me and my sisters cut out of services and headed to Cain Park. My mom rescued my baby sister dangling on top of the slide. And the never-to-be-forgotten 1960 Yom Kippur Bowl in the same location.

Good times.

Posted by Cappy on March 17, 2010 09:27 PM

I think that very well may be the funniest damn thing I've read in a long long time. Holy crap. That story WILL be repeated...

Posted by Bou on March 18, 2010 05:58 AM

OMG! Too funny... and have I mentioned how glad I am that I never had boys?

Posted by Lemon Stand on March 18, 2010 10:02 AM

LOL! Boys? I think they may be easier than girls. I don't have a story of my own to tell, but an acquaintance of ours once told a good one. She and a friend of hers were the daughters of wealthy businessmen in Quebec. One day when they were about 12 (must be the age for fractious behavior!), they slipped out of school, donned worn out clothing, and stood on a street corner pretending to be starving orphans and asking for donations. I guess they had a fairly profitable morning and were looking forward to continued success during the afternoon when a woman who knew one of their mothers stopped to ask directions, realized she recognized them, and ratted them out.

Posted by PeggyU on March 19, 2010 03:22 AM

I am so very glad I have a boy. An endless source of future stories! ;)

Posted by Oddybobo on March 19, 2010 10:54 AM

I love it. As Elisson said - I was waiting for the ending from the start. You were quite the adventurous lad. ROFLMAO.

Posted by Teresa on March 19, 2010 11:33 AM