I loved growing up on a small farm in northeastern Colorado in the 1950s and '60s. I had nine siblings, and our parents didn't buy us many toys. That only enhanced our imaginations to come up with unique, fun games to play. We had a large graveled farmyard. One of the games we invented was our version of logrolling. There was a small hill at the east side of our yard. We rolled an empty 55-gallon...

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