I found a recent Facebook post showing the creativity of some CBC grandparents in entertaining their little ones to be quite amusing. They transformed their living room into a drive-in movie theater, using cardboard boxes for cars. This reminded me of the simpler times and imaginative play of the kid “Growing Up On Dump Ground Road.” Like many of you, we didn’t have a lot of toys. However, we did have vivid imaginations and the ability to turn whatever was at our disposal int

There were not many opportunities to drive on snow and ice when I was “Growing Up On Dump Ground Road.” Our winter weather in Central Texas usually amounted to 1-2 inches of white stuff about once a year. It would cover the ground in the morning, but be gone by noon. The ground temperature was generally high enough to prevent it from sticking to the roads, thus avoiding hazardous road conditions. The closest thing that I experienced in my youth to driving on slippery surfaces

With the busyness of the holidays, it has been a while since I shared my experiences of “Growing Up On Dump Ground Road.” I don’t remember the start of a New Year being a big deal when I was a kid. I do recall the difficulty of starting back to school after the Christmas break. Teachers and students alike had enjoyed the time away from the classroom. The holiday was like a mini-summer vacation. Sadly, the fun and games ended with a return to the routine of school. Even during