lil mutt Loc: North Texas

Well, as I said earlier, PawPaw's farm was not too far and I was there often . On the farm was a little branch that held small puddles of water almost year round wit lotsa crawdads. PawPaw had a barb wire fence along the branch for the cows he ran there. I don't know when the fence was built, but when I was about seven in 1951, the fence was old. It was built of Bois D'Arc post and barb wire and at best was rickety. The cows would some times get out into the cotton field. One day, as I entered the lane leading to the branch I notice a battery with a brand new shiny wire on the fence. I followed the lane and the shiny wire all the way down to the branch where the fence turned and followed the branch. I had my string and bacon and I crawdaded for a while. In a couple of hours I had a bucket full of crawdads and start back up the lane to the barn and house. But, when I entered lane the shiny wire caught my eye again. What was that wire? I just couldn't figure this out. To this day I don't know why I did what I did next. Young and dumb I suppose. I pulled out my thing and I peed on the wire. Oh, My Good Lord, I knew that death was about to take me away. I was seven, I had never seen an electric fence before, how was I to know? It was a pain I had never felt before and haven't felt it again to this day. There was something I did learned that day. I learned I didn't want to be an electrician though. A few weeks after this, my cousin Steve from California came to visit for a couple of weeks. Steve was a month younger than me. I thought I'd have some fun. I'd get him to pee on the fence. But, try as I would, I could never got him to do it. I guess they teach their kids better in California than they do in Texas. What dumb things did you do?

saw1 Loc: nor cal Windsor

Well, I've done plenty of dumb things growing up in Texas, BUT, I NEVER peed on an electric fence.😥🤠😄👍

runandgun Loc: East Texas

When I was a kid in the early 50's and was learning how to drive pick-up's and tractors and stuff, I watched my Dad take the car out of gear and coast down hills. I got the bright idea one day of doing the same thing when I was driving an ole F-20 tractor down a hill. Extremely dangerous and grateful to be here to tell about it. I have no idea how fast I was going, but one little bobble on that tricycle type of tractor and it would been all over for me.

Graywulff Loc: Cortez,Co.

Just sayin’ Great story, I’ve done it too….

lil mutt Loc: North Texas

Hey, R & G, you threw me there on the F-20, I wasn't familiar with it. If you'd said "H" I'd remembered them. Yep, I'll bet you was a flying. Case and Ford were the beg choice around here. PawPaw had the 9n and Dad had the newer 8n. I learned to drive on these. Then, at about 12,to I started to really drive in Dad's '50 Chey pickup.

Flytier Loc: Wilmington Delaware

I guess when I was about 11 or so, the kid from the farm next door came over and asked me to do him a favor. He'd gotten the old farm truck flatbed stuck out in the field and wanted to get it out before his Dad found out. He sat me on the tractor and hooked a cable to the truck and told me how to put it in gear and let out the clutch. Well the truck was a lot more stuck thN he thought, and with the torque of that Fird tractor, the front end lifted right off the ground instead of pulling the flatbed out. That tractor was near vertical before I figured out how to make it come down again. About 2 seconds more and it would have flipped on top of me. Of course his Daddy had come out and saw the whole thing. Never saw anybody get such an a$$ whooping as he did.

lil mutt Loc: North Texas

Oh my gosh, Flytier, did I ever get a bunch of those whoopings growing up. More from Mom than from Dad, but a lotsa them anyway. I musta been about 17, when one Sunday afternoon i was back talking Momma. Dad told me that was enough. Full of p. and v., I stepped back on one foot, cocked and asked the "old man" what he was gonna do about it. Dad, being in his early forties and stout as daylight, hit me so quick I didn't see it coming. I hit the ground right on my butt. The next statement from me was, "Yes sir, Dad. I'm sorry!" I never, never popped off again to him. Another dumb thing I did when I was young & dumb. However, I'd surely let him hit me again if I could only see him one more time to tell him how much I appreciate and miss him.

Dakoda Loc: Cle Elum, WA

Been there, done that. Smart enough to only make that mistake once. Flew 10' before I hit the couch. Only time my dad every hit me. Not that I didn't get my backside spanked a few times.

Ridleyblake2017 Loc: Honesdale Pennsylvania

I have nothing to share, no record of any. That’s my word and I’m sticking to it.