"I
remember..."
Ahhhh.
what a great way to start a poem, short story, or a post dinner time
with wine/beer and friends. The fact that I am older and the
older memories come easier than the ones from last week make these
stories more interesting (for me at least!) Here's one that may
start a chain on the Big Board during these first snowy days of
Winter 2015-16:
Back
in high school, Springfield High School, Montgomery County,
Pennsylvania, (year? - 1966) when we were at that perfect age of
17-18, we couldn't wait for the snow to cancel school.
Especially on a Friday! FOUR of us would get into Bob
Fazzzina's VW bug and drive over to a certain package store where we
would easily bribe a certain favorite adult to buy us beer.
With a full case of Budweiser or Schmidts we would then go out and
patrol for drivers stuck in the snow. When we found them we
would all jump out of the car and bodily lift or push them and their
car out of the drift or snowbank. There were several different
results:
-
They would open their window and thank us profusely, sometimes with cash,
-
They would stop the car, get out and thank us,
-
They would spin their wheels, covering us with snow and slush and just drive off!
Hoping
for the first option, we would then go buy more beer and continue our
good samaritan adventures. All of this took place in small towns just
North of Philadelphia like Flourtown, Oreland, Erdenheim, Wyndmoor,
and Chestnut Hill (these were the big tippers)
When
Bob's VW got stuck, the four of us could easily lift it up and push
it forward. Remember the bumpers? Perfect handles!
If
we couldn't find anyone, two guys would hang on to the rear bumpers
and Bob would take off and drag us around until someone fell off.
Great times to remember!
Tom
C - Lincolnville Beach, Maine - 12/30/15
(time to go out and snow-blow the
driveway...soon)
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