Favorite memory?

[Drac]

When I say relive, not change or alter, but to be able to view the events all over again. Like a Seinfeld rerun..

Then for me it would be my first play on a community stage..I had NO experience except in Jr High...The drama club advisor in Sr High had his favorites so I never had a chance so no chance there..I beat out 15 guys with mega experience to land the roll..NOTHING can match walking out on that stage for the first time..

 

[bydand]

I was thinking back to some childhood games. I can remember late evening games of capture the flag with 20-30 kids. Things seemed so simple back then.

This brought back a memory I hadn't thought of in years. It was Spring and we lived in a tiny town where we kids played "kick the can" in the evenings after dark. I was running around a house to get to the front yard where the can was at and ran between 2 poles (had done it a hundred times in the past) and the owners of the house had put up the chicken wire for their bean plants to climb that day. Ever run full tilt into a tight chicken wire barrier? Your face and arms look like a demented hexagon print quilt for a day or two. I think those days (sans the chicken wire) would be great to experiance and live again. Totally carefree, no responsibilities; just good friends, warm days and fresh smelling nights. Aaahhh, the saying that youth is wasted on the young seems truer and truer as the years go by.

 

[tradrockrat]

well there was that one time with two strippers and a bowl of coolwhip...:whip1:

 

[bydand]

well there was that one time with two strippers and a bowl of coolwhip...:whip1:

:lfao: I like your memories better than my own! :lfao:

 

[wade]

Jonathan, it was a Chicom. Dipwad came around a hedge row with his rifle still on a sling on his shoulder..............................., during an air assault by the 1st Marines. Quang Nam Province, Viet Nam, 1968. I'm sitting here laughing just thinking about it.

 

[Skip Cooper]

This brought back a memory I hadn't thought of in years. It was Spring and we lived in a tiny town where we kids played "kick the can" in the evenings after dark. I was running around a house to get to the front yard where the can was at and ran between 2 poles (had done it a hundred times in the past) and the owners of the house had put up the chicken wire for their bean plants to climb that day. Ever run full tilt into a tight chicken wire barrier? Your face and arms look like a demented hexagon print quilt for a day or two. I think those days (sans the chicken wire) would be great to experiance and live again. Totally carefree, no responsibilities; just good friends, warm days and fresh smelling nights. Aaahhh, the saying that youth is wasted on the young seems truer and truer as the years go by.

I had the same experience, but with a clothesline at night. After committing some mischief one evening, a friend and I were running from an irate home owner. We hopped a fence to cut through someone's yard and as we were running, I caught the clothesline right across my chest. It knocked the wind out of me. I was lucky that I was not shorter or that the line didn't sag. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't be here to share this gem with you fine people.