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[13 IL Cav & 64 GA Inf]

Gawd yes !
We did the exact same !!

I can still smell that mosquito smoke screen. It was a big event for all the neighborhood kids anytime the mosquito truck was approaching. I don't think any of us died from mosquito poison, but there were many bike wrecks from riding blind behind those trucks. The only injuries ... a few scrapes on our shins and elbows.

Regarding the Agricultural Aviation guys (crop duster pilots) ... I had a fraternity brother in that business.
Him, his bother and Dad were flying like crazy WW I pilots , I was invited to fly with them a few times, but I always declined.
Yes, I'm "chicken" with things like that.

None of this family ever crashed a plane, but their Dad died of a rare cancer from sitting on top of the aircraft chemical tanks for almost forty years.

We didn't do that, but we did ride our bicycles through the shallow waters of a creek that always had white bubbles in it, named "Creosote Creek."

 

[G Low]

Gawd yes !
We did the exact same !!

I can still smell that mosquito smoke screen. It was a big event for all the neighborhood kids anytime the mosquito truck was approaching. I don't think any of us died from mosquito poison, but there were many bike wrecks from riding blind behind those trucks. The only injuries ... a few scrapes on our shins and elbows.

Regarding the Agricultural Aviation guys (crop duster pilots) ... I had a fraternity brother in that business.
Him, his bother and Dad were flying like crazy WW I pilots , I was invited to fly with them a few times, but I always declined.
Yes, I'm "chicken" with things like that.

None of this family ever crashed a plane, but their Dad died of a rare cancer from sitting on top of the aircraft chemical tanks for almost forty years.

@7th Mississippi Infantry , we grew up on a dirt road , not far from the main road. We used to run behind the road scrapers bare footed . I learned how to ride a bike on a dirt road. we'd ride up and down the roads looking for blackberries and plums,

 

[7th Mississippi Infantry]

We didn't do that, but we did ride our bicycles through the shallow waters of a creek that always had white bubbles in it, named "Creosote Creek."

We did the same as well.

Lord knows ... our young self's lived for playing/exploring local creeks.
I don't think riding our bicycles through water was ever a "thing" but we did like creeks.

Many times we pretended that we were Lewis and Clark.

Then one day, we found an abandoned "fort" built by older guys from the next neighborhood.

We stole their beer and girlie magazines.

At that point, we knew we were no longer little kids.

 

[G Low]

We did the same as well.

Lord knows ... our young self's lived for playing/exploring local creeks.
I don't think riding our bicycles through water was ever a "thing" but we did like creeks.

Many times we pretended that we were Lewis and Clark.

Then one day, we found an abandoned "fort" built by older guys from the next neighborhood.

We stole their beer and girlie magazines.

At that point, we knew we were no longer little kids.

Many times we pretended that we were Lewis and Clark.
We used crawl through the concrete creek tunnels under the main hwy and threw the tunnels under the Railroad tracks too. Never worrying about snakes. And only the light at the end of the tunnel. Used to climb trees and bend them over and ride them down.

 

[G Low]

We did the same as well.

Lord knows ... our young self's lived for playing/exploring local creeks.
I don't think riding our bicycles through water was ever a "thing" but we did like creeks.

Many times we pretended that we were Lewis and Clark.

Then one day, we found an abandoned "fort" built by older guys from the next neighborhood.

We stole their beer and girlie magazines.

At that point, we knew we were no longer little kids.

Did you steal their cigarettes too, or you had your own?

 

[7th Mississippi Infantry]

Did you steal their cigarettes too, or you had your own?

Laughing out loud !

Nope ... we were about a year away from cigarettes.
We thought we were cool just stealing their Miller High Life ponies, and two Penthouse magazines.

 

[G Low]

It is the prostitution of collegiate athletics by replacing student athletes with hired ______[fill in the blank as you wish]

What follows annually is a fruit basket turnover of team rosters as the bidding begins anew

Who is the pimp? The school, an agent, students? The pimp gets paid then passes the money on. Who pays the pimp is the question… Pepsi, Coke, Morgan and Morgan? Could be anyone.

 

[G Low]

Who is the pimp? The school, an agent, students? The pimp gets paid then passes the money on. Who pays the pimp is the question… Pepsi, Coke, Morgan and Morgan? Could be anyone.

One thing is that this new process keeps schools from hogging up all the quarterbacks. Used too many excellent quarterbacks sat through season after season just to keep them off the other team's roster. Now everyone plays for anyone. No really good player has to set on the bench unless they want too.

 

[13 IL Cav & 64 GA Inf]

One thing is that this new process keeps schools from hogging up all the quarterbacks. Used too many excellent quarterbacks sat through season after season just to keep them off the other team's roster. Now everyone plays for anyone. No really good player has to set on the bench unless they want too.

With the 12-games season (plus possible playoffs), in order to be successful ANY TEAM must have TWO good Quarterbacks now. One QB is usually not going to make it through the season without being injured once or twice and having to miss at least two to four games.

 

[13 IL Cav & 64 GA Inf]

With the 12-games season (plus possible playoffs), in order to be successful ANY TEAM must have TWO good Quarterbacks now. One QB is usually not going to make it through the season without being injured once or twice and having to miss at least two to four games.

Uh Oh! I'm sorry - this is completely off-topic for the thread.