STORM2K

Here's a thread to *fess up* about all the things you did when you were a kid and never told your parents about. You know that show Jack@$$.......shoot, I pulled stunts even worse than that and yes.......I'm LUCKY to be alive

I don't where to start, first off, my friends and I would have BB gun wars no protective eye wear, no nuthin'......now how stupid was that?

Second, we would have *rock wars*.......there was a scrap yard that had no fence around it, there were 2 old earth moving landscrapers there, we would climb inside and throw rocks at each other, being steel, the rocks would ricochet and bounce around the inside of the massive machines.

Third, we would throw firecrackers, M80's to be specific, at each other, another stupid thing.

No........I wasn't a very bright kid to say the least "LOL!" Still not J/K!


There are MANY, MANY other stupid things I did and never told my parents. Ya know......if a kid today were to try half the stuff I did, they'd be in jail now My how times have changed, the age of innocence is gone, good clean mischief will get you 20 years now!

Dennis

You know what... I think I can confirm I am a boring child... I haven't really done anything silly.

Well Garrett, it's never too late. Maybe you can get into storm chasing ... and you don't even have to travel very far.

Dennis - You must've been at the clinic getting stitches every other day! lol

Most of my wild days were a little later during the teens, and I don't think I'll go there. But one time during 6th grade my girlfriend and I skipped school, which doesn't sound like much, except this was in Brooklyn, NY in a not so nice neighborhood. We had bus passes, because we had to ride the city bus everyday to school. So we just rode ALL over the city all day. Saw a lot of stuff 11 year olds shouldn't see. Of course we got caught and in major trouble. Now my daughter is 11, and I worry when she rides her bike in our quiet little neighborhood here! How times have changed!

DISCLAIMER: To all you young folks, pay no attention to anything you may read in this thread. These are the DUMB things we did, hence the term "lucky to be alive". You guys are much smarter than that.

Did my share of stupid things as a kid..then a teenager.

Mostly, I consider myself lucky to be alive for having spent a year in Vietnam and coming back to a place where I've turned opportunity after opportunity into good things.

I remember a particular night in Vietnam...when mortar rounds would come in on our camp, the lights would immediately be turned off. Charlie never took pot shots at us under moonlight, so it grew very very dark.

My responsibility was to get to the mess hall where I would take on reports of casualties...or where anyone with minor injuries would be brought to be picked up by the medics.

On my way to the mess hall, in the pitch black of night (only flares floating downward from high outside the perimeter), I heard shots being fired behind me from M-16's. I hit the ground and felt like I spread out like a pancake to stay as low as I could. In the next 3 minutes, bullets passed over me in both directions...so close I could hear them pass above my body. Buzzing just above me. I had no cover but lay still on flat sand.

I made a promise to God in those minutes that if he would spare a teacher from Illinois that night...I would never ever complain about burnt toast again..or anything else for that matter.

When the shooting slowed, I crawled to the shelter off to my left. I had cut my wrist on something...a piece of glass perhaps, and I was bleeding on my shirt. For a brief moment I thought I might have been grazed.

Daylight and conversation determined that I was likely the target of that shooting...that friendly fire mistook me for "someone out of place." Especially since I was quickly moving around all by myself.

I broke into a sweat thinking about what might have happened. That tiny 1/2" scar on my right wrist reminds me of that day every now and then.

And, by the way. I have from time to time grumbled about burnt toast nonetheless... But in quiet and subtle ways, I try to carry out His work in appreciation of each new sunrise.

azskyman

I have my Lord and my faith in Him, my family, a weak body with an unimpaired mental capacity, an iron will...and I have YOU, my friends.

I'm like Garrett, done nothing real stupid.