Of course..:))
Let's see...after we got out of service and were living back in Florida in Port Malabar, we were not far from where the Florida East Coast Railroad track crossed a trestle over Turkey Creek to get into the town of Palm Bay.
Now and then they and the buncha other "sons" I 'dopted would be daring and go across, knowing the train would blow its horn to warn them of an approach.
Okey dokey - one Saturday they were saddled (every other one, which I worked then) with watching Jennifer - she being 9, and they 16 and 17.
They all (and other 'sons')were going back and forth, when a train approached MUCH closer than they thought, bearing down on them on the trestle!
They ran toward the far end, but Jennifer stumbled to a halt..Kevin (16) bravely dashed back and picked her up, and managed to reach safety with her *JUST* in time...
Things one is glad they not to have witnessed..:))
As for sledding, the first Christmas all three children and their spouses were with us for Christmas, in Greensboro, NC in 1983, it had snowed wonderfully. We lived then in an apartment along a major road that was fairly hilly, so not having a sled, they *improvised* wonderfully.
I had just replaced my ironing board, so they retrieved the old one from the curb, took it over to the iced-over main road (no traffic at the moment), and two by two, went down the steep grade on it..:))
Children of any age will have fun, and be - children - LOL
They all survived being military children; and, I like to think, because they were...fearless, able to adjust to anything, and resourceful...
Ah, Lady...your wonderful stories. When are you going to write that best-seller about your full and adventure-filled life. I always read them, though sometimes I have no comment to make. (((hugs)))
as in "Things one is glad they not to have witnessed..:))??
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