There are places where people threw things away when they were no longer needed or wanted. Some of this debris was just trash, but on occasion we’d make a great discovery.What a wonderful place for twelve or thirteen year old boys to go exploring, and explore we did.

  We found good, useful things like bicycles, lawn mowers and car parts. We even found a toolbox nearly full of mechanics hand tools one day mixed in with a bunch of old car parts somebody had thrown away. I’m sure that whoever left that box of tools surely hadn’t intended to, but it was finders-keepers for James and me. This was a most valuable find! Now we had our own tools with which to fix those bikes, mowers, go carts and scooters, and we wouldn’t get yelled at so much for using Dad’s tools all the time.

  How lucky we were that there was nothing or no one in those woods to ever cause us fear or any kind of harm other than the occasional wasp or bee sting or trips and falls for a scratch on an elbow, just minor little things to be forgotten about and ignored almost immediately.

 Looking back after all these years, sometimes I’m amazed at all the trouble that we DIDN’T get ourselves into. Those were the days. 

We sure had some swell adventures every time we made a trip to Nowhere!