1966. I grew up in the country...
...Blowing up cowpatties with firecrackers.
Sneaking my Dad's 20g shotgun out for a little target practice. And the 22 semiauto, as well.
Blowing up army men with firecrackers.
Riding street-illegal dirtbikes without helmets on public roads and through the back 40.
Blowing up beercans with firecrackers.
Climbing trees.
Riding along with Dad on the John Deere "A" while he plowed/disced/harrowed/planted/etc.
Playing "napalm" with burning milk jugs and a pitchfork.
Lighting firecrackers in my hand...
Can't remember any more "dangerous" stuff.
