If you want on or off the ping list for the daily newspaper from 120 years ago, ping me.
Which page was it?
In my youth we always had school assemblies to warn us of stray blasting caps.
In 1953, dad found a stick in a house we had rented in Saguache, Colorado. Since he had been in the Combat Engineers he showed us how to dispose of it by shredding the stick with a knife.
Then around 1961, some teens found a stray stick of dynamite and set it off outside the high school in Carlsbad NM. Talk about the talk of the town! It was about a block from us!
Pennsylvania had a major flood,How did that happen without global warming?
The Dog vs Rooster fight was pretty good (front Page)
And who says kids had no fun in the olden days???
In high school, some guys I knew found a case of dynamite at an old quarry. They carried it around in the trunk of a car until they realized it might be dangerous (!) and threw it in a ditch.
Houses were smaller back then. It would take more than one stick to blow up a house today. But...the DemocRats can blow up the entire housing market, using no dynamite at all. Progress? I think not.
I never did play with dynamite but have handled it quite a bit. it is pretty safe until it gets old and when it starts bleeding through the wraper, beware.
never take it for granted.
But kids in my part of the country could get it easy enough and most of them knew how to use it.
One summer, Granddad was slowly clearing some woodlands. I remember going with him to the local feed store to buy dynamite to blow out tree stumps too big to yank out with his tractor.
After showing, he let me do it all, from attaching the blasting caps and measuring the length of fuse, and lighting it off.
For me, no Independence Day celebration ever beat blowing up stumps with my grandfather.