OK, kids, into the bedroom and under the covers. We'll lock the door and stand guard. Ring the bell when you're ready for food or need to go the bathroom:
PITTSBURGH - To the list of simple childhood pleasures whose safety has been questioned, add this: eating snow. A recent study found that snow — even in relatively pristine spots like Montana and the Yukon — contains large amounts of bacteria.
We're lucky we even survived childhood, aren't we? I suppose they're going to tell me it was wrong for my cousin and me to have BB-gun fights. I don't even want to know what they think about playing with matches. Oh, and, younger brother, sorry about what I snuck into your soup. If I'd only known about the bacteria . . .
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Leo:
The ONLY snow we weren't supposed to eat was of a YELLOW hue (unless we stopped by Rita's Water Ice in Philly for a LARGE)...!
;)
B.G.
(survived a REAL childhood quite well also)
BB-gun fights or sneaking things into your younger brothers soup is one thing (and, I too survived the BB-gun fights, one of our cousins closer to my age and I had them practically every time I visited that particular uncle), but perhaps you should tell the story about how you and another cousin invented the Frisbee, ...
Larry, when Leo & the cousin invented the frisbee, were they using a trash can lid or one of moms dishes??
A coffee can lid, which would have gone sailing off never to be found had it not been heroically stopped by my ear. Me, standing in front of my mother, hand over ear, blood dripping down my arm, off my elbow and onto the floor: "It wasn't my FAULT."
And so goes a major invention - wow, if only a petent had been filed back then. 'course, if it had, we'd all be missing ears from our frisbee outings in the park, ...
Oh, and another thing, just remember dera brother, in a couple of weeks you'll be down here at my mercy for food and drink for a week or so - something in my soup, indeed.