I guess one of the earlier memories was of my brother and I running away from home. As far as we can figure, we were only around 5/6 years of age.
A little blanket, a bb gun, matches and a knife is about all that we remember taking. We slept out for two nights. We used up most of our bbs trying to bring down a grouse (a type of large bird) that was perched in a tree. My brother finally got a robin. We plucked and cleaned it and cooked it over an open fire. Let me tell you, there is not much to eat on a robin! Fortunately, there were an abundance of different types of berries.
After the 2nd night we pondered about ever returning home but finally figured that everyone must be very worried so we returned.
What a surprise we got. Not a single word was mentioned about us even being away so it wasn’t even worth being gone! We both still get a big laugh out of that one.
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