Pickles by Brian Crane for August 17, 2015

Grandfather Earl and granduncle Leon must’ve been twins… both pretty kind of irresponsible.

good times

Couldn’t afford a ball could you?

Sounds just like my brothers. Only we also were their targets. Ewww. Oh, my one uncle loved doing this, too. Matter of fact, so does my hubby. It must be in their DNA.

I loved dodge ball as a kid, I could just stand still and 80% of the time the person throwing couldn’t hit me, nowadays though schools have banned it for safety reasons.

As kids we ere out all day… until the street lights came on.Baseball, Football, Dodgeball, and there was ’ The Sweet Shop ’. Just a scheming on the chicks.

Sometime around 1949-50, the teacher left the classroom for a few minutes, and something like dodge ball broke out. Then just as the teacher returned, a window broke out.

@ templo s u d : irresponsible is bashing mailboxes and peeping in neighbors windows.

I use one those Mon.- Sun Am-Pm pill boxes. It helps to ensure I take my One morning and One night pill. Well, it also helps me remember that I failed to take a pill from Yesterday, when I see it still in the previous day’s compartment.

Thank goodness that I’m an only child.It’s been absolute bliss!xxx

Don’t ask an elder a question unless you want the whole story.

Brother and I shared a bedroom. I’d get to the foot of my bed and he’d be at the head of his. A wadded up undershirt was our ball. Trouble was mama would hear us giggling and come in and scold us to put it away and go to sleep. Then out it would come again.

Sorry. But I hated it. Although my glasses never broke.