an observation. time flys....
this is what i was thinking about today. just an example. when i was a small child it wasn't uncommon that if your parents hit the brakes their arm came over as a seatbelt. we often road in the back of pickup trucks not just on the street but out in the sand dunes over hills and all. holding on to not bounce out as we 4x4 up and down. after school we got on our bmx bikes for miles and miles to find that place with the biggest and baddest jump. coming home typically with wounds from our magnificent crashes. which we would then sometimes brag about. nobody ever thought of a helmet. nor did anyone hit their head without their hands and arms breaking the fall. everybody was in good shape from the constant activity. i see adds on youtube with a young guy with some secret to be fit and in shape. everybody was back then!! everybody! when you got hurt you were told to go work it off.
lots has changed. my nephew for example whom looks thin and in shape went to work for my brother recently. 19 years old and couldn't do it. it was physically to hard for him. i don't know what to think. maybe im not. maybe im just observing how things have changed and feel thankful to grow up at the time i did.
i remember a rather interesting story my dad and grandfather told me. the family often went to the desert on vacation to go rock hounding. one of the trips while on the road they got surrounded by the hells angels motorcycle gang. back then the gang would sometimes go to the desert and mountains.
what was interesting if you ever seen this type of thing in the movies is they would pull the car over. how people on motorcycles can pull a car over is a mystery to me. anyways thats the hollywood scene. the scene in the real world is much different. at least in this case.
as they surrounded the station wagon demanding them to pull over a much different reaction happend from my grandfather driving the wagon. motorcycles went off the road. apparantly my dad as a kid was baffled it how all these people and their threats went scattering all over the place. the kids being my dad and uncle were told to load the rifles as the motorcyles went off the road. my grandfather floored it to the next town to locate the sheriff. reported the incident. sheriff was thrilled they got out of the situation unscathed.
what would happen today i wonder? would anybody have the balls to protect themselves and their family? would the sheriff put you in jail for doing such?
an alien in a foreign land wonders!
Comment