And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
Ridin' down the dirt road with my cousins sitting on the tailgate of Uncle George''s '54 Ford pickup. Or way before that, sitting on a box between my parents on the front seat of the Model A. In the forties.
Back in the late 1960's, I remember myself and several of my cousins driving in the rear pick-up bed at dusk while my Uncle was pressed up against the cab, attempting to find a rabbit to kill for a meal. It was good times and no humans were hurt during these hunts.
Other than my little brother jumping out of a moving car because mom wouldn't cede to his terroristic demands to buy him bubble gum, I don't know anyone who fell out of or off of a moving vehicle.
We'd likely have laughed at them if they did. And an adult encouraging him to get up and brush it off. Because falling out is dumb.
Recall that that was back in the day when families had bunches of kids, not the family tax strangling newer days. So, redundancy!
Hmmm, I can recall driving around the block with my younger sister and her cousin dangling their legs out the back of our '62 Opel Olympia hatchback wagon. More like tip-toeing down the streets, actually. Loved that little car. Only ever saw one other in 50 odd years.
the beast, top row, right?
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DeleteI was reffing to the kid with the goat's head and horns.
DeleteRidin' down the dirt road with my cousins sitting on the tailgate of Uncle George''s '54 Ford pickup. Or way before that, sitting on a box between my parents on the front seat of the Model A. In the forties.
ReplyDeleteRead, G. Gordon Liddy's "When I Was A Kid, This Was A Free Country."
ReplyDeleteBack in the late 1960's, I remember myself and several of my cousins driving in the rear pick-up bed at dusk while my Uncle was pressed up against the cab, attempting to find a rabbit to kill for a meal. It was good times and no humans were hurt during these hunts.
ReplyDeleteOther than my little brother jumping out of a moving car because mom wouldn't cede to his terroristic demands to buy him bubble gum, I don't know anyone who fell out of or off of a moving vehicle.
ReplyDeleteWe'd likely have laughed at them if they did. And an adult encouraging him to get up and brush it off. Because falling out is dumb.
Just because you could doesn't mean you should.
ReplyDeleteIt's all fun and games until the trailer flips, and two or three families' genealogical trees turn into stumps.
ReplyDeleteRecall that that was back in the day when families had bunches of kids, not the family tax strangling newer days. So, redundancy!
DeleteHmmm, I can recall driving around the block with my younger sister and her cousin dangling their legs out the back of our '62 Opel Olympia hatchback wagon. More like tip-toeing down the streets, actually. Loved that little car. Only ever saw one other in 50 odd years.
I remember. Came home more than once with the whole flag football team plopped in the back of one family's Ranchero or another's El Camino.
DeleteOnly legal now if your from south of the border. Then it's okay.
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