The Ole Swing

How we used to cut the lawns and tend to all the things that as children we do it’s something that I recall as there was so much fun as there was nothing we would presume – just doing it and without the thought of anything more. Out in shorts and seeing how many bees we could catch in a jar without being stung – there were all ten of us kids that at around the age of five we would just embark within the morning and come back with so many stories.

 

We did not have all that much but we enjoy every little thing that we were doing even though it really would not mean all that much. All would go back into the undeveloped area of land and come back with stories of how many snakes we saw or and then all would count up to see how many bees.

 

After it all there was a yell from Kip’s mother that was a rather large mother – she was, and within the entire neighborhood you could hear her holler everyone within what was known as Hiller Heights knew what who’s voice that was.

 

Then thereafter lunch we would all gather around and think of the next excursion to do, how often we would climb up Weeping Willows that were so large that by they time we got up there it took us have a day to get back down.

 

As we had a total of some 30 trees there was a hammock as well as a swing. Now and then everyone sat on that swing. The swing weathered the storms of the winter as well as the great times of the summer. Now and then there were strong winds but the swing weather the storms and was always there as you could see it as a child from your bedroom when you gazed out in the backyard at night.

 

The swing seemingly withstood nature as well as serviced many during the three seasons of  the year.