“These people would’ve totally freaked out at the downhill antics we would do. “
Our sledding path ran along the edge of a cliff! Jimmy ended up in the top of a tree once! Luckily, the cliff was only about 30 feet high where he slid off. “Suicide Hill” of course. Only three of us would sled there. Our parents had no clue.
Me in front, my brother Ralph and Bobby in back ... tearing down Prowdies Hill ... into a stand of brush and saplings ... slamming to a sudden stop and laughing our heads off.
'cept Bobby .... he slid on that welded seam and had to get twelve stitches to keep his ass from shitting out of both sides