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Ditto. We had a playground with rusty metal stuff that would take todays kids arms off. lol
You don't count. One of your elementary classes was crawfish101. Took it right after boiled peanuts and gumbo classes didn't you? Lucky kids attended school where you grew up. Lol
I tease only because I am jealous. Your childhood honestly sounded like you were Huck Finn.
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Have you seen the movie "Mud". That kid nicknamed "neck bone" is a spitting image of me when I was a kid. Right down to selling trash fish like carp and buffalo to the blacks downtown. Running the rivers in a john boat with a 9hp evinrude checking hoop nets and trot lines just me and my buddy about 9. Cussed like a sailor and wasn't scared to bleed. I didn't even know we had such a thing as game laws till I was 16. Hunting season started when you could kill something and get it put up before it spoiled. And hunting alone when my 20ga was taller than me. I was an ornery little pissant. Hell. Still am. Lol.
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On our Mississippi truck excursion I remember hearing about your childhood. It seriously blew my mind. Not that I didn't believe you. Just nothing like the childhood I had. I remember many of those details you and I discussed. Shining flashlights at some fish in the shallow water at night. Flounder maybe? Trot lines, carp, etc. Reminded me of some lines from a country song. Truly fascinating listening to your childhood memories. And yes, you are still ornery as all get out. lmao
Shoot me now. I have derailed the thread. Sorry guys.