tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22304160.post3365980291633692099..comments2023-10-22T03:49:25.379-04:00Comments on SWAC Girl: Childhood days with no air conditioning ... how did we cope?Lynn R. Mitchellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16813272456690971177noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22304160.post-60974233360028220872012-07-09T15:20:19.080-04:002012-07-09T15:20:19.080-04:00Same here, Bob ... my sister and I would play in t...Same here, Bob ... my sister and I would play in the woods and never give a thought to snakes or ticks or anything else. I forgot to write about catching lightning bugs at dusk, running all over the place to collect one in our hands, then let it go and chase another one. <br /><br />Also, we would tease my dad and call him the Big Bad Wolf and he would growl and come toward us and we would squeal and scatter all over the yard ... it was a wonderful childhood.Lynn R. Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16813272456690971177noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22304160.post-19165824370257110052012-07-09T13:43:12.482-04:002012-07-09T13:43:12.482-04:00I used to love Summer. I'd get "lost"...I used to love Summer. I'd get <i>"lost"</i> in the woods for hours. Then it was fun to rush back to the porch and watch a good old-fashioned thunder storm!Bob K.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11429582213793776592noreply@blogger.com