My daughter is getting a free ride(mostly) at Purdue University. All she needs to do is do well, and her employer picks up the tab. She works full time for a very good company that see her potential like her mom and I do.
Bike ramps on a gravel road.
Climbing hundred year old pine trees. See the whole town it seemed like.
Fishing at the lake or stream all day. Just be home for supper.
Later, riding bikes all over Fort Wayne. We moved here just before I was old enough to get into real trouble.
I bought a 69 Camaro for my first car at 16. I don't tell those stories at home.
I used to have a couple books like this. One was a zero pilot who made it through the war. The other was a Stuka pilot on the Russian Front. Bothers me that I can't remember their names. Many years ago since I read them.