When I was a kid I had to walk to school barefoot up hill on a barbedwire fence carrying a wild cat under each arm in the snow.For Christmas all I got was a empty coke bottle and a lump of coal to play with and got a whipping if I lost or broke them.If I brought home bad grades I had to go to bed with out supper for a week. When I brought home good grades my dad would let me have a new shiney nickle for a week then he would take it back.Shoot we didnt know what television or inside toilets were.If it werent for groudhogs and apples we wouldnt have had anything to eat.I think we've all heard that hardluck story before from our dads.;D