I remember back in the day building a tree fort with some friends, we spent days and days up there, never discussing living rooms versus parlors, more likely something to do with trading cards and action heroes, but nevertheless it was amazing, something all kids should experience
You are viewing a single comment's thread from:
My dad didn't want my brother and me to climb the Maple trees in the front yard. Our mom didn't want us in the Pines. We built our house in one of the fringe Pine trees. One day, our dad put a ladder against the tree and retrieved the cache of hand tools that were in the tree house. It was lecture time again.