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This one, I was about 6 or 7.


Got up in the morning....sitting at the table half asleep..( me---not the table)...poking holes in my Father's pack of cigarettes with a fork.

After about a dozen stabs, I became fully awake and aware of the capital crime I had just committed.

My 2 sisty uglies came a few minutes later...and then my Father.


He was a little upset.

He demanded to know who did it.

No way I was taking this rap.



So he lined us up ( this is real life,SportyFans),,,gave us one last chance...and receiving no answer, he gave a continuous smack across the face to each of us.

I was really quite skillful,the way he pulled that off.




We were sent to our room until someone confessed.I won't bore with the nasty ,hateful things said and accusations made.But it was pretty ugly.My Father, being a railroader, was called for an out of town train job to like..Conway,PA...I think.These were good for 2-3 days.



My Mother sprung us after he left.

When he returned,nothing more was said.

That's one I got away with.