IfTheyEver
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I'm sure you all have stories of stupid things you did as a kid that would have worried your loved ones worried sick if they had known even the half of it at the time.
You know, the kind of stuff that, even now, can cause you to break out into a cold sweat when the realization of what could have happened washes over you in the middle of the night.
So.
Here's one of my own stories in that vein:
"When I was a kid I had friend, K.H., whose family had a place across the border on the road up to Mt. Baker.
And when we were in our late teens a small pack of us would head down there on winter weekends to go skiing.
It's something we did reasonably often, sans passports and parents back in those wide-open days.
Most of the time we managed to stay out of trouble despite how easy it was for underaged, pretend hooligans like us to buy all the cheap Raineer beer we could possibly handle (although, for some reason we seemed to prefer that once again recently defunctified brand frum Tumwater in the yellow can).
Anyway...
One evening, for no good reason at all, we decided to take a joyride in K.H.'s own car along the snow-covered logging roads near Glacier, which he actually knew quite well.
Which, I can hear you whispering, is bad enough in and of itself.
But then the real fun began. This involved each of us taking turns climbing up on the roof of the car so that we could hang on to the roof rack while whoever was driving would swerve all over the place to try and throw the rider off.
It was some kind of outdoor version of that Bucking Bronco thing that was all the rage in the bars at the time which, I guess, seemed way less scary than actually going to said bars and trying to meet girls or some such thing.
How no one was hurt or even killed I'll never know."
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Apparently, Jeff Tweedy has memories of bad driving behaviour as a kid also.
Although, in Tweedy's case it sounds more like the lament of an indy-musician-in-a-tour-van-with-bandmate's-girlfriend-type deal rather than the story of a bunch of hopped-up teenage Cheeseheads run amok in the backwoods of rural Whatcom County, Washington.
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Now, for something really crazy...The soundtrack of those ski trips to Baker was Bellingham's KISM (92.9 on your FM dial) which has been the one constant over the ensuing fo(u)try plus years given that the station's playlist today is pretty much exactly the same as what it was in 1979...Go figure.
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