![]() ![]() Today as part of StoryCorps in Oklahoma Edmond resident Harry Hawley reflects on childhood mischievousness to his daughter, Melissa. For example, four of us would sit on each side of the curb right at dusk. When a car would come along, we would all lean back like we were pulling on a rope and the cars would come to a screeching halt. That was a favorite past time to do that. We had a golf course not too far away and we would go pick up lost golf balls. It was a big thing to take a golf ball and bounce it on the pavement underneath the car and it would continue to bounce up and down at the car went down the street." MH: "Now it seems to me that you’ve told some stories about other pranks at the High School that involved cars in the parking lot. HH: "Yes, there were some of those. As I grew older, and became a little but more muscular and everything else along with typical teenage high–schoolers, I didn’t have a car. But there were some of the boys at the school that had cars and there was an iron railing around the school property that was about two feet high or two and a half feet and we used to occasionally take somebody’s car and swing it around and set it up on the railing. Or we would take somebody’s car and jack it up just enough so that the rear wheels were off of the ground and set it up on wooden blocks and when they would get in their car it wouldn’t go anyplace. I have to admit I was a prankster along with all my friends. I think we were all pranksters. That was our way of having fun." « back ![]() |