Friday, June 28, 2013

The Tire Swing


Uncle Eddie came home from Vietnam the Spring that I was ten. It was 1970. My mother had just married his oldest brother. I immediately took to Uncle Eddie, and became his sidekick. He was 21, and he knew how to have fun!

Uncle Eddie learned I was born and raised in Chicago for most of my ten years. He proceeded to teach me the fine art of country living. I helped him build a new bedroom for himself onto his family’s home. Then we built rabbit coops so I could have pet rabbits.

Uncle Eddie then hung a tire swing for me. He said I had to have one, so we chose the tree. Then he climbed it, and adjusted the distance and height of the rope for the maximum fun benefit. It was nothing like the park swings in Chicago. I was amazed at the twisting and turning, and the total freedom of it! It was the best swing ever!

That Summer, I also learned to drive a dirt bike, even though I wiped out into a fire ant hill! I got the hang of it, with Uncle Eddie’s help. He also let me drive his brand his new 1969 Olds Cutlass down the winding dirt road. We did a lot of fun and amazing things that Summer! We stayed close as long as I lived in Texas.

That tire swing hung there in that old tree for as long as I lived there in Texas. When we moved away from the family property, I missed the swing. Every time we visited, I would go out back and use the tire swing. It always brought back a special sense of freedom and pure joy. 


33 comments:

  1. OMC - You sure don't see tire swings anymore. What great fun the younger generation is missing!

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    1. Absolutely! This is a favourite memory of mine.

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  2. We had tire swings when I was a kid too. Lots of good memories.

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    1. We are probably pretty close in age. Kids are missing out on simple fun now.

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  3. What a great story...not only of the swing but of the bond between you and your Uncle.

    Thanks for Pondering with me!

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    1. Thanks, Brenda. Uncle Eddie was a bright spot in my childhood. I could do a pondering on just him! The tire swing is still a comforting thought.

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  4. Hello, I am now a new follower through e-mail. I loved this story. It made me long for my younger days.

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    1. Thanks, Carol. I am glad you enjoyed this. I miss parts of my younger days, like Uncle Eddie & tire swings.

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  5. Funny how the little things in life are so important. This post is delightful. Such wonderful childhood memories you have.

    Have a fabulous day. ☺

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    1. Sandee, unfortunately many are not. But the ones that are good are the ones that got me through the ones that are not. I like to share the good ones.

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  6. Sounds like Uncle Eddie was a great guy and that you two developed a wonderful and lasting friendship. Just thinking about swinging on a tire swing gives me butterflies in my stomach!

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    1. Oh, it was fun. Uncle Eddie knew how to have fun, and always was there to pick me up!

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  7. Loved this. Memories are so important. Especially when we have such good ones.

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    1. This is the stuff good childhood memories are made of!

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  8. Great memories from your uncle and your childhood is a precious gift. I remember tire swings.

    Hugs,
    JB

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  9. I think everyone has fond memories of tire swings from their youth. They were such fun; so much better than an ordinary swing!

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    1. I hope everyone has some kind of special memory like this. It is important.

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  10. What a beautiful tale of a sweet childhood memory, I am so glad there were some times like these, and someone who saw to it that you got to have some wonderful experiences to remember always. Sounds like the perfect Uncle, who gave you the chance to do all kinds of interesting things! Tire swings... just great memories of them from my childhood too!

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    1. Thanks, Josie. Uncle Eddie was special, and he knew what was important to a kid.

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  11. This is absolutely wonderful...precious childhood memories. What an amazing uncle to take that kind of time to pour into your life, spend time with you, teach you valuable skills. This brought back the memory of my own tire swing. My Dad strung one from a towering pine tree. I always felt like I was flying in that thing. Thanks for letting me go back and reminisce.

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    1. Thanks! I am so glad you enjoyed this! Hugs!

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  12. Great memory. Thank you for sharing it with us. It reminds me of a poem I once write. Have a great weekend. Janet

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  13. what's a farm without a tire swing?
    I can't recall a time when there wasn't a tire swing hanging from the old crab apple tree in the yard. some things should never change.

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    1. I agree...some things should never change.

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  14. Wonderful memories, and a reminder to us uncles of important things to do with nieces and nephews while you can...!

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  15. What a wonderful memory! And thank you for bringing back one of mine. When I was growing up our family reunions were held each summer at a cousin's Christmas tree farm and there was a tire swing there hung from a very tall tree on the side of a gently sloping hill so that when we swung out it seemed like we were miles off the ground. The cousin's sold the farm years ago, but whenever I think of it I wonder if the new owners left the tire swing.

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    1. I hope the swing was left for many generations to enjoy!

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  16. Tears....cool story! I remember when I was a kid and they had a tire swing at my school and we would try to see who could swing the fastest! I liked the tire swing, it was fun! Eddie sounds cool, letting you drive his car and dirt bike.
    : )

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