FLOATING BRA

When I was a kid growing up on the East Coast summer evenings were long and lazy. We used to stay out way past dark playing while all of our parents sat in lawn chairs "visiting" with one another. Some of my fondest memories are those hot, humid nights full of laughter, joy and a whole lot of mischief.

My friends and I would find lots of trouble to get into on those "in the dark" evenings. For instance, we would tie a long piece of fishing line across the street anchoring the ends on light poles. We would secure a bra in the center of the line and when cars would drive down the neighborhood street the said item of clothing would appear to be floating in mid air. We, of course, would be hiding in the bushes watching the whole scene play out. It was so fun to watch people stop get out of their cars, survey the situation and then drive through the floating bra. Then we would rapidly set the whole thing up again watching our prank over and over.

I hope our girls have memories of their childhoods that they will some day blog about.