What do you remember?

I have been thinking about stories I remember from times when we were little. There are so many that I have written down. I started wondering what stories all my cousins remembered from when they were little. I thought it might be fun to start this blog so we could all write down our stories. I might need some help getting it set up so everyone can come on and post something if they want. Everyone send me your email addresses.

So my first memory I wanted to remind everyone of was the HOBO at Granny's house. Talk about hours of fun. I would love to know how many ropes and burlap sacks we went through in the years we played with it. Anybody remember the games we played. I remember a few.

Parana(probably didn't spell that right)was one of my favorites. It was usually when the burlap sack had broken and we played with just the rope. We would draw two lines on the ground. Paranas were in the middle of those lines. We would take turns swinging across the "river" to the other side. Anyone who landed in the middle was out of the game. Every time everyone got across we would move the line back. We could get that line really far back sometimes. before someone won.

The wonderful 50 gallon drum we used to get us higher so we could swing higher. Remember everyone lining up from biggest to smallest and then jumping on one at a time. We would entertwine ourselves before the next persons turn to jump and see how many of us we could get on that sack. The poor person who had to go last and jump out really far to be able to make it to the rest of us, and the poor person who went first and had everyone sitting on top of the. I know one time we had Leith, Billy, Sharon, me, Bryan, Melinda, Tracy,Christie, and Aubrey. We might have even had Clint on there. This is probably why the burlap sacks never lasted that long.

The last one I remember was everyone lining up on one side with the 50 gallon drum. We would take turns climbing on the drum and then catching the rope and swinging to the other side and then we would drop off and swing the rope back to the next person. We would do this over and over until no one could jump out and catch the rope.
That swing gave us so many good times. One thought--I cant' believe we did all that barefooted on that acorn, rocky ground! We had some tough feet.