tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post4341224664841334258..comments2024-03-13T13:10:03.122-04:00Comments on Writing Life Stories : Family is Fodder for our StoriesGlenda Beallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17953170428175025248noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-46313413362428984862011-10-07T19:03:04.232-04:002011-10-07T19:03:04.232-04:00Sounds like Andy was a precocious kid. We do have ...Sounds like Andy was a precocious kid. We do have a different perspective on things as we grow older so I understand your dad, but he should never had told about his own escapades. Once the kids know their parent's past, they feel perfectly safe. <br />Thanks for commenting, Abbie.Glenda Beallhttp://www.profilesandpedigrees.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160021015821033799.post-64837797960804002612011-10-05T16:55:56.985-04:002011-10-05T16:55:56.985-04:00I've already written poems about family member...I've already written poems about family members, especially my brother Andy because when he was a kid, he managed to get himself into trouble from time to time. When he was in high school, he was suspended for a couple of days for mooning out of a school bus. At the time, we didn't think it was funny, but now, we laugh at the way my father reacted. <br /><br />Although Dad talked about mooning out of a car while being driven down Main Street, he was livid when Andy did it out of a school bus while at a speech meet in another city. "Stay in your room, and whenever I see you, you'd better have a book in your hand," he yelled. "If you want to do something useful, chop wood." The sins of the father are okay, but what about the sins of the son?Abbie Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13251937445976896173noreply@blogger.com