[skeet]

I had a friend up the street...we even rigged up a telegraph tween our houses. Well we made and flew a bunch of kites..mostly small ones but ever now and agin we'd make a big'un Some with more'n a mile of string... Well one fine April we made a hell of a big Box Kite..It was really blowin.. We went to the lumber yard and got some unsellable stuff off'n the pile. Made up a heck of a kite. We were aeronautic injuneers. The blasted thing was large..realy large and it actually flew. I had gotten some of my fathers crab trot line. Anyway..we had another kid helping us...a little kid..No more than bout 40 lbs. This was a big kite..Big..It flew really well... So we rigged up a seat..yep..we got the kid in..didn't even have to tie him in. He wasn't the smartest kid..or so we thought.. We got the kite up on a barn roof.. with the kid in it..He almost trusted us. Well I pitched him off. The kite started to fly...and the kid bailed out...DAAAUUUUMMM just when we were going pretty good at it too. Couldn't get him within 100 ft of it after that. That kid is still alive..I know cause I saw him not long ago.. And he still gives me an that other fellow a bit of a wide berth. We were on the verge of startin another AIrline..Good ol Fly and Die Airlines Ya know that kid worked for the CIA in later years. Surprised he never had us kilt!