tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9728880.post113428224230721262..comments2024-03-27T12:30:52.619-04:00Comments on Lost in the Bozone: Sneaking OutMRMacrumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414173517957120477noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9728880.post-62330274206831319962009-04-06T09:15:00.000-04:002009-04-06T09:15:00.000-04:00When you grow up so far back in the sticks that yo...When you grow up so far back in the sticks that you have to pipe in daylight, you don't sneak out at night as there isn't any place to go. Instead you go camping and raise hell most of the night.Kulkurihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09198195648066700925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9728880.post-73153736962760516662009-04-04T23:24:00.000-04:002009-04-04T23:24:00.000-04:00Hum, in the ninth grade I lived in Pinehurst, Idah...Hum, in the ninth grade I lived in Pinehurst, Idaho. A very small place that didn't even have a cop in it. <BR/><BR/>Don't recall what kind of trouble I was getting into then, but I'm sure my brother was getting us into something. <BR/><BR/>About all I recall from that time was eating raspberry's in a neighbors garden one night when I told my bother I had to take a leak.<BR/><BR/>We didn't know the owner had sneaked up on us until he said, "Not here you don't."<BR/><BR/>Not here is right, we were gone in the night. <BR/><BR/>But just a few years later I was hot wiring cars for joy rides, I wasn't really stealing them, just using them for a while and returning them. <BR/><BR/>Got caught a few times but not having a cop in town I just got the crap beat out of me when they called dad.<BR/><BR/>Dad was the shop foreman at the Ford dealership in Kellogg. One day he brought home a brand new 1958 Ford with a police interceptor engine in it. <BR/><BR/>As I recall, I'm the only other person that ever drove that car other than mother and dad while they owned it. <BR/><BR/>And I didn't get caught, LOLBBChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323188240580782454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9728880.post-65435968541753180812009-04-04T12:59:00.000-04:002009-04-04T12:59:00.000-04:00I have to admit this post made me recall a not so ...I have to admit this post made me recall a not so disimilair experience I had about the same age , with the dreaded "My dad will kill me when he has me alone" ending to it---but like your dad, all I got was a long silent serious look-----it was enough to give up my life of crime. (lol)Gary ("Old Dude")https://www.blogger.com/profile/00840287762340872772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9728880.post-22999655937209151812009-04-04T10:37:00.000-04:002009-04-04T10:37:00.000-04:00Always had you pegged for a troublemaker. That's o...Always had you pegged for a troublemaker. That's one thing I never did, was sneak out, though once, when a pal who went to a different school was off and we weren't, I pretended to walk then headed over to his place so we could play video games all day, imitating my dad on the phone call to my school. I think my horrible impersonation of his verbal mannerisms gave me away. I think I'd take a Saturday suspension for cutting over a night in jail.Randal Graveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.com