I had a tree house 60 feet up, used to climb up after school and take naps up there in the swaying treetop.
I once visited friends that owned a mobile home. They were trying to get the electric hooked up correctly, but it was not grounded properly. I sat on the metal step, thinking my denim jeans would protect me, and my legs were jumping out of control. If I'd used my hands....
I fell out of a tree and landed on my Big Giant Head. Shoulda broke my neck, but just a slight cut on my ear.
We used to do VIOLENT dodgeball games in the school gym. Get yer Big Giant Head whacked up against the brick wall, you were hurtin'!
Tackle football from first grade on....
I should be dead!
My two year old son is following in his dad's footsteps. Two or three weeks ago he pulled the "hold-up stick" out of the window and got his Little Giant Head slammed and pinned in the window! DOH! Like father like son.
I have not seen that in years. You bring back fond memories of the the wooden windows with "hold-up-stick". Nowadays we have Ozone alerts, vinyl windows and A/C running 24 hours a day.