The Hazards Of Construction Work

My brother and I grew up in a household where my parents spanked us when we deserved it.  Now, I realize that spanking can be a touchy subject in some circles [Do you see it?  Read that again.], but for my brother and I, gettin’ a whoopin’ when we had one comin’ was one of the best things that could have happened to us as kids.  And it made for some interesting memories–two in particular.

The first occurred when we both decided to play “construction worker” and play with the cage door of the morning doves that my parents had in the house.  It was a pretty big cage for two morning doves and the door to it was actually the whole top of the cage.  It was hinged on the backside of the cage with a lockable latch on the front (no lock was on it, so who’s fault was it really??).  The cage was probably a good five feet high, so we got us a chair and our plastic hats–I think I even had some plastic tools and a tool belt that I wore–and we went to “work”.  It was amazing how fast that cage door had hydraulics installed and was operational within minutes.  It even opened all the way up!  How amazing is that?!  You could tell heavy-duty materials had been used in the impressively quick installation of this much-needed accessory to the door by how loud the sound effects were when the cage door raised and lowered itself.  It was so impressive that the two morning doves could only sit inside the cage on their perch in total astonishment and wrapt attention as the new hydraulic lift opened and closed their door….repeatedly.  Even though we had both been told never to play with the cage, we–and especially I–thought the improvements were very noteworthy.

My Dad did not.  Our rears attested to that fact.  But what makes this memory so memorable is that after we received the said disciplinary action from the foreman on the construction site (a.k.a. our Dad and a paddle in the living room), our parents took us both to go see the movie “Grease” at the drive-in, complete with popcorn from home!  Does that seem odd to you too?  Uh-huh…me, too.

I’ll tell you about the other one next time……

2 thoughts on “The Hazards Of Construction Work”

  1. Hi! I’ve been following your weblog for some time now and finally got the bravery to go ahead and give you a shout out from Lubbock Texas!
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  2. Enjoy reading your memories son… I am sure Dad wanted to go see Grease and anytime I had a chance to see a movie, you bet!

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