Under 65...

[Dog427435]

Had the same thing happen to a 10th grade friend.
Decided to build a bomb to blow up a raccoon lair in his back yard.
He took a couple of boxes of 22 's and popped the tops off and emptied the powder into an expended CO2 cartridge.
Wanting to finish later he decided to cap the cartridge so the powder would stay dry.
You guessed it, he carefully tapped an unexpended 22 shell into the opening while holding the cartridge against his leg. One tap on the rim fire cartridge and he blew the last two fingers off his left hand from the knuckle down and a hole in the refrigerator across from him big enough to get a beer out of!
In the politically incorrect way of the sixties one of the older guys down at the gas station named him Three Finger Brown after a early 1900's ball player. He is still referred to by that nickname today.

[COPO 70 RS/Z28]

The past 60 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility,and we learned how to deal with it all.These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever in the history of mankind..

As we recall the experiences of our youth, and see the many achievements made by the the risk takes and the competitors of the passing generation and the sacrafices and courage of the greatest generation before them. I have to wonder how the lessons learned from the, even the playing field, lets build self esteem, he didn't mean it crowd will turn out.

Remember competition taught us to be gracious winners by teaching us the pain of loosing.

[427TJ]

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In the politically incorrect way of the sixties one of the older guys down at the gas station named him Three Finger Brown after a early 1900's ball player. He is still referred to by that nickname today.

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I worked at a gas station owned by a Portugese family. Older neighborhood men would hang around all day reading the paper, smoking cigars, b-sing. They all called the owner "Portagee" and he called the Italian men "Dago." "Hey Portagee can I get my tires checked?" "Yeah Dago and then let's go get coffee." Those guys were a riot.

[77Z28]

Mr. 70 thanks for the thread, sure brought back the memories. I grew up in Cincinnatti Ohio and I recall me and all of the neighborhood kids having big wheels. We would race each other, act out demolition derby, you name it. My brother and I rode our big wheel so much it that we flat-spotted the front wheel in several spots. Loved that lever to brake the rear wheel and spin.

Besides the playing outside we would play with legos when it rained and find all sorts of things to build with our imagination.

Wouldn't change a thing about the past. We didn't have much money, but as kid you didn't realy realize that and found ways to have fun.

Todd