Playground

Today's picture is from 1915, and it shows a playground in Boston, Massachusetts. When I was a kid, playgrounds still had cool things like seesaws,  monkey bars, and jungle gyms. I have noticed over the years, safety concerns have led to wimpy playgrounds that no longer feature some of the more fun items. As a kid, the playground was the safest place I played. We used to play in barns a lot. The barns were often two or more stories high, and used to store hay or cottonseed. We would make a pile of hay, then crawl up on the hay bales in the barn, and jump into the hay. If it did not hurt too bad landing, we would then climb up a little higher, and jump again. We would add more hay to the pile if necessary. After a while we would be making what would amount to a jump of several stories down into the hay. Cotton seed made an even better landing zone that hay, as it absorbed the fall much better than a stack of loose hay. I think today we overprotect our kids. We had a lot of fun, and no one ever got hurt.

Domestic Update:

OK, no one guessed what was in the semi that I showed yesterday, so I will have to give you another clue. Here is my garage after they unloaded. Some stuff was unloaded outside, and some stuff was put in the garage. There were actually 3 semis that came and unloaded. Not because the material would not fit in one semi, but because the material came from three different places. So, the contest continues, what is going on at the old PJM household?