What kind of games did you play when you were young? Was there someone special that was always right there playing along?
I think back to some of the things my brother and I did that were so dangerous or at least questionable.
We lived on a hill, but we also had levels with steps. My brother would get on stilts and walk around with a blindfold on and we would play the game blind mans bluff.
If you aren’t familiar with this game the person that is “it” is blindfolded and then spun around several times. Then the other players call out and the blindfolded player tries to tag someone and then they become “it”
When we were much younger we lived in a rental in the middle of 80 acres of a prune orchard. My brother and I would play in the dirt a lot. We would make roads and houses out of the dirt. One year my brother was given a Tonka truck the good metal kind. For us it was something that was very special because we didn’t have a lot of money.
But, as kids we needed the truck to look like it had been through some wrecks. So we took a hammer to it. It looked much better when we were finished. đ
We had a tree house at this same place. The night before we were going to move we decided it was fitting to have a huge storm, more like a tornado. We pretended the “tornado” ripped through our treehouse and destroyed it. There was pretty much nothing left when we were finished. That was so much fun along with some sadness.
There was always an adventure. We played outside and just made up games. We didn’t have a lot so we had to be creative. I never felt like we were missing out on anything. I don’t believe my brother did either.
My brother was my hero growing up. He is almost 3 years older than me. He is still one of the most important people in my life. He is now 60 and I’m 57 we still have fun when we get together and always make each other laugh. We text all the time, we live a few hours apart. We don’t see each other as often as we would like but distance can never change our close relationship.
Thanks for stopping by,
J9