When I was boy, there was a game show on television called “Let’s Make A Deal.” On the show, a contestant was shown three curtains to choose from. Behind one of the curtains, there was usually a gag prize such as a live mule or a bucket of dirt. Behind the other two curtains were expenses prizes. The object of the game was to choose one of the curtains that had prizes behind it. After the contestant chose a curtain, the curtain was opened to reveal what the contestant won.
In the early summer of 1967 (when I was 10 years old), while holding onto the end of an old rubber garden hose, I climbed up the Weeping Willow Tree in the back yard of my parents’ home. When I got about 20 feet up, I climbed out onto a thick branch and tied the end of the hose to the branch. Since my intention was to use the hose to swing around like Tarzan, I made sure it was securely fastened to the tree limb.
Every summer several of my brothers and cousins go to Iowa to play golf for 3½ days. On each of the first three days (Thursday, Friday and Saturday) they play at least 36 holes of golf. The final day (Sunday) they play 18 holes. Then they go home.