Me again Jess! Oh what memories you have----How I wish my kids & gran'kid's could have grown up like that. They have missed so much. I was a city girl but we still made pallets for all the cousins that spent the night during the summers. We had a tire swing, Dad made us a Flying Ginny, we had a monkey bar running between two elm trees. More fun! My older brothers bought a used boys bike for $5. They cut the bar off at Dad's shop & gave it to my younger sister & I. Of course, that was just the thing for two kids to fight over. After Mom took it away from us until we learned to share, it didn't take long before the fighting stopped! Sunday afternoon, after Church, all the aunts, uncles & cousins, coming over & making ice cream out under all the elm trees that separated our property from next door. Our house was the gathering place for the kinfolk. You started me down memory lane with "How to Catch a Crawdad". Thanks again for sharing your memories with us. Guilda