[CSXengr]

I am a proud member of the older than dirt club. And yes there were some good old day, but some things I am glad have changed, like the house I grew up in only had an oil heater in the "front room". Us boys slept in the back room, so in the winter we would jump out from under a ton of homemade quilts and run like, well you get the picture. And speaking of those quilts when you went to bed at night it gave true meaning to being tucked in! The first TV I saw was at the local "filling station" (let's see who knows what that is) an we were allowed to come up to his place on Saturday afternoon to watch it. I am one of those that drove himself to school along with about 40 other screaming brats. We had an old 40 something school bus that had a vacuum hose that came thru the dash for some reason, and if you disconnected it and placed a number two pencil in the hose, that baby would run 60! We were doing that until we got caught, that was the fastest we ever got home. We got reported by the eighteen wheeler we tried to pass! Boy those were the days, sleeping outdoors in the summer, swimming in any an every Creek around, catching lightning bugs (fireflies) for you folks up north and playing sandlot baseball with a tobacco stick. We defeated every Jap, and German around with homemade wooden guns. We were hunting rabbits squirrels and quail when we were 11 or 12 (without adults) and never shot anyone. And dad never locked "our" guns! Didn't have too! So I am PROUD to be older than dirt!