[Cate]

I loved the maypole we had as kids. I think somehow I am smarter today after being flung off of it and hitting my head on the ground more than one time. Also, the great wisdom of my dad telling me not to play baseball after dark and then splitting my eye open after getting hit by a baseball. My punishment was that my dad sewed my eyebrow laceration closed himself. And, he was a machinist by trade, no training in stitches. I can honestly say I've never thrown a ball after dark again.

[Clintons Are White Trash]

OUCH! Dad doing the stitching?? No fun! Maypoles were great, I think the boys liked them because it was a good way to see the girls underwear as they swung around with their arms over their heads. Remember the days when you were not allowed to wear pants to school?