Oh brother...

•December 30, 2015•

By Mike Brothers
NP Managing Editor

Long ago in a far away place called Harrisburg, Oh Brother learned the meaning of stupid human tricks.

Like any fairly intelligent male I choose to ignore learning from my mistakes and continue trying to find grander ways to do stupid things.

In the beginning there was an innocence. I was in the third grade, and since this was before motor driven vehicles were very popular, I walked to and from school - uphill both ways.

So it made sense that such a long walk might require an occasional break on the way home from school.

It just so happened Pendell Wenrod lived only a couple of blocks from school so Steve Waite and I took our on-the-way-home break there.

Homework was slight as we were coming on Christmas break so this Friday we had our hands free and our spirits ready for adventure.

That’s when we ran into Pendell’s neighbor John Ruble. John was a year older and started talking about how he was going out to the woods and cut a Christmas tree for his mom.

This was exactly the kind of adventure a group of eight year olds was ready for so we volunteered to go along to help John carry the tree.

John grabbed a hand saw, and we were off to Liberty, a little way west, as John put it. It was after school on a Friday and about 4 p.m. before we started the journey.      Login or Subscribe to read the rest of this story.