Good Memories

[lostcowboy]

Why do we only tell of the bad stuff here? I think I'll tell a tale of when everything was good! This was in East Texas at lake O'the Pines. I was ether 5 or 6 years old. We had lights strung up in the trees so you could see at night when it got cool, I think it was some kind of party. Some of the kids were playing tag. But I wanted to play spaceman (probably got this idea from the front covers of dads old SF books) anyway I had a flashlight bulb the kind with the lens, and a battery and a piece of wire. Suddenly it came to me. I wrapped the bare part of the wire around the light bulb, then wrapped the wire around the battery a few times to hold it in place, and then shaped the rest of the wire until, when I squeezed the loop that formed the trigger the the bulb would touch the other end of the wire, and the light would light. Not sure how long this took, several tries I am sure but in the end I had a real ray gun. I went around shooting all the other kids. I remember dad was proud of me!

 

[Sinking]

That's a nice memory, especially the proud dad part. Thanks for sharing. And I agree, it would be good to hear more stories like yours. Unfortunately all I really remember about being a kid is the bad stuff cuz that's pretty much all there was. But I'll try to think of something.
John

 

[reality2k4]

Hey thats a cool story, it just shows how bright you were at such a young age, and yeah, you made your dad so proud.

I remember being at school as 5yo, and walking around this frog pond, I suppose the ledge was wide enough, but I guess it was not for me, and I fell in.

I was terrified of the frogs eating me alive, but it gave all the other kids a big laugh,


thanks for sharing,

ste

 

[reality2k4]

I just went to my local electronics showroom, and bought a "Riding Santa", it is an electronic kit, so I have loads of soldering to do on it.

It is Santa Claus riding a sleigh, and everything just changes color, over and over, so it is a project for me to do, or hobby, so I just worked out the meagre instructions on all the parts.

I suppose it is like working in my child mind, where he was just aching to see his achievement on building this thing, and there is about 500 parts to solder and get right, but it will take my mind away, and let me do something that should not be so hard.

I know it is still summer for most of us, but I am looking forward to Christmas for the first time in many years, and I want everyone here to get back to that spirit, so if I can start it, and finish it I will be so happy.

Some therapy hey,

ste

 

[roadrunner]

One of my favorite memories with my father is one of winter. He was always active with us in fun winter activities and took us sledding, started snowball fights, and built snow sculptures for us. My favorite was in second grade I think. I asked for an animal instead of just a boring snowman, so he built a snow bear that was large enough and solid enough for me to sit in its arms. Another year it was a rocket ship. In later years my friends and I built enormous snow forts, and I remember that my Dad would come to see our fort, praise it, take photos, and force us to defend it as we chucked snowballs back and forth. He would retreat in defeat, of course, as we yelled and screamed our heads off.

 

[andrew51]

Great story. A good reminder that what brings us to MS is not the entire picture. Thanks for sharing. Peace,
Andrew