All you young folk there,…
Original author: grandma
All you young folk there, telling of your memories. Back in the late twenties, early thirties we played kick the can. Our variety – we got two empty cans, put a hole in each near the top, tied a long piece of string between, and after dark placed these across the sidewalk, one can on each side in the grass, cans filled with water. We hid nearby and waited for adults to walk by,connect with the string and get their pant legs wet. We thought it was great fun.