Some of the guys built a tree house in the woods. We would go back there once in awhile. I remember Jeff Hunter had a shot gun once and was trying to teach us shoot bottles or cans or something. Jeni B and I wouldn't try it or did we? I think we watched. There were paths everywhere. I remember once I fell in the creek trying to reach some Honeysuckle and rocks were embedded in my knee. I was staying with Jeni at the time, mom and dad were gone. I remember Sister Burgstrom cleaning out my knee, it hurt so bad. Still have the scar.
Now when you drive by, you can see the remnants of our fort, some boards going up the side of a tree, back in someones back yard. They probably thought they were lucky to buy a nice wooded lot that backed up to a creek. They really are lucky though because they have running through their yards the old memories of small children.
Now when you drive by, you can see the remnants of our fort, some boards going up the side of a tree, back in someones back yard. They probably thought they were lucky to buy a nice wooded lot that backed up to a creek. They really are lucky though because they have running through their yards the old memories of small children.
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