I knew how to plait leather strips in about 6 ways, using 2 up to 6 strips. I knew how to make a whip and I knew the pop of a whip was it breaking the sound barrier. I loved to Roller Skate. I wore out many wheels.
I knew how to make a minnow jar to catch my own bait to fish with. I knew how to make a sling-shot and that the best prongs for it was the Dogwood tree. The best rubber for the one was the red rubber from a car inner tube.
(Mine had a screen wire funnel on the jars mouth)
There was a time people would not chew gum in church. I knew where it went when they forgot, UNDER THE PEW.
On rainy days we played hide an seek in the church, when we didn’t get caught. I was crawling under the benches (pews) a lot.
I could make a pea shooter out of a reed or a clothes pin.
(This sucker would shoot a pea or match stick, mama wasn’t too fond of these. This one is not loaded.)
I could take any bicycle rear end apart and put it back together. Bendix was the easiest and the New Departure was the hardest.
I knew how to climb a tree!… I was also a water bug, I could dive and keep my legs straight and together. (smile) I loved to climb a tree over water deep enough to dive or jump in. I never owned a bathing suit until I was 12.
I could cook a squirrel, rabbit, bird or fish before I was 10. I once made a 22 pistol out of a Benjamin Pump Air Rifle.
I loved my BB gun, and was good with it. And I liked to play marbles, yo yo, and I could spin a good top.
I could make paper airplanes. Ones that would sail a long way, and those that went straight like a dart. I made darts out of a match, pin and paper fins.
I fell a hundred times but learned to ride a bicycle backwards. I could tell a story (lie) pretty good, but not enough to fool mama.
I could play the trumpet, I wanted to do the sax but there were too many buttons to work (LOL).
So after all that, I must say, most of my friends could do the same things I could do. I was a pretty normal southern boy. I just didn’t know doodle outside North Carolina.
I liked hop-scotch and tried to jump rope, but wasn’t good at it.
(Age is a funny thing, none of the stuff I listed seems so long ago.)
1939 Chevy & Packard they were new when I was born.
50 years later, the 1989 Caddy