Good Old Days.

Yeah, I recall the situation terrified me at first but later a great sense of accomplishment after doing it.  #nosafespaceinthe'60s 

I sure recall this...and the sense of success felt in overcoming the natural fear of being "way up there."  The strange thing is that I never once saw anyone fall; a few rope burns on the hands but otherwise no problems.

I can't recall the height when I climbed them but I'm pretty sure they were less than 30'. This was '67-'71 and since this was in Garden Grove, CA with the weather here it was outdoors. No mats...just good old Mother Earth ! 

Steve 

@jack-dodds 

Ropes was new to me having moved in the summer of 67 from Buffalo New York to Garden Grove California. I had rope burns someplace else and I'm sure you can guess where I mean. That happened once and only once ! 

Steve 

No safety mats with 10 feet of foam rubber made you hold on harder and boosted your self esteem and confidence. That worked for me later in the Army.

"Dodge ball"  remains as the one activity I cannot believe was something we actually did. 

Eventually, I became as good as the meanest, roughest kids - catching balls at "lightning speed,"  or deflecting "incoming"  attacks.   Ultimately, I became the most feared after I whipped a ball at a bowling pin, and it split in two!  

-  just how some of those kids survived repeated, vicious attacks I'll never know; we were brutal, vindictive little bastards!   😠 😠 😠  

@100ford2003 Sorry to hear of your teenage bagburn Steve.

@perrone1 Ditto for me in the Police Academy...we "progressed" to no feet allowed, all arms.  Wouldn't dare try it now....I'd get winded tying my runners up.  Lol.

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@perrone1 Ditto for me in the Police Academy...we "progressed" to no feet allowed, all arms.  Wouldn't dare try it now....I'd get winded tying my runners up.  Lol.

I think I was the fastest in my class......  

@joop 

To go up ? Or come down..? 🤔

Steve 

@chris 

The Catholic school I went to from grade 3 till 8th didn't have a PE teacher. Dodgeball was one of the exercises that we got and we were lucky if we got that once a week. we brought our bats and balls from home and were able to play a little bit  during our lunch break and sometimes father Murphy the new priest that was taking over the Parish would come and play ball with us. Everybody really loved him. When me and my friends would get bored we would go to the side of the school and flick our baseball cards. We had FUN ! 

Steve 

Some pain, but lots of growth and good memories.

+1 here, you bet 👍