Walking to the store alone as an 8 year old and buying your dad a pack of Winstons.
We lived about 2 blocks from the corner store, I remember pushing the push lawnmower to the store to fill up with gas and pick up a pack of Lucky Strikes for dad.... I think he gave me two quarters for both....
I drove a truck to school that had floor board starter button.....
I remember my brother and I found an old wooden barrel, took it apart, picked two nice staves, drove a nail in each(so your shoe would stick) threw one end of a rope over the horses neck, tied a stick to the other to make a T-handle..... we each took turns 'driving' and 'skiing' behind a horse across a Florida pasture... surprisingly no arms or legs were broken.........
