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Originally Posted by fishinpox
We were strictly shovels n buckets n ladders. I remember when I was in 2nd grade n lived in Texas , it was kinda cold out n my mom said something about wishing we had fire wood. So we lived in a neighborhood , not out in the sticks or anything . Me n my cousin found my dads hatchet and pulled our wagon down the street until we found our tree ( victim) . Found a white birch tree n hacked on that s o b for hours until it crashed don ( it was in a vacant house that was for sale backyard)!!!! Layed it on the wagon n drug it home... I got my azz whipped real good for that one then had to call the realtor n tell her what we did.
Anyways we were always getting into some crap , getting dirty , tearing our clothes, catching and killing stuff. Now a days these kids are pusified!
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Well we never had to worry about fire wood, we had 2o million pine trees and one would get struck my lighting every storm!
During Christmas break we keep a fire burning none stop!