beyond, I don't recall being punished for wrecking the cars; the damage wasn't great, and I think I was so frightened and my parents (and the neighbors, too) so glad that nothing worse happened, all adults considered various lessons learned: me, not to drive; parents, not to leave cars doors unlocked and small children unsupervised. Some months later, this latter lesson forgotten, I found an old clock cord -- no clock at the end of it, just wires -- plugged it in, and had, literally, the shock of my life. Also a hand burned black with a deep gash in it. Didn't need to be told not to do
that again, either!!
Orin, yikes! Probably good that you don't remember it! How much damage was there to vehicle and barn, do you know?
I have a steep driveway that runs down to the street. A few years ago, my son and I got in the car one morning, I took the emergency brake off, then got out of the car -- why, I don't remember -- and after I'd shut the door, the car started to roll backwards toward the street. (I'd thought the car was in gear; apparently, I was wrong.) I yelled to my son, "PULL THE BRAKE UP!" to which he replied, "WHERE'S THE BRAKE????" Fortunately, he figured it out while I was trying to get to where I could open the car door.
