What can I say? I did a lot of dumb things as a kid! Well? All through life!
Yes...I grew up surrounded by corn fields, when I lived at my Dad's. Got borring at times, had to look for entertainment!....and look big enough to eat you especially to an 8 year old. They are completely harmless, to us. I was going to say they wouldn't hurt a fly but......
Lol...this is great. Wife and I went for a walk and we commented on the corn field and that distinct smell tonight. (Michigan here.) Spent the night with a friend and he was smoking the corn silk as a kid. I had one puff and never went back. Had corn fields that ran up to my yard as a kid and those spiders are cool. How about running (tag) through the rows of corn then realizing how they welt your skin up terribly. LolYes, and you never know what it tastes like or the headache from smoking the corn silk in the fall!
Or running through those field only to run into the giant black and yellow spiders hanging in webs between the rows!
I didn't live in those states but Ohio has enough that I know what your talking about.
Lol....the rents knew how to stretch the money. Detasseling sweet corn is worth it because it is good. But Detasseling field corn is worse because it doesn't taste nearly as good. Some would say bad. Rents would always check the corn and be like....go get some corn for dinner. Lol
OHHH Yuck, I have that taste in my mouth just thinking about it...raw of course! We were allowed to have bb guns but no matches for fire....Go figure!
Hog corn is a very appropriate name! Maybe your parents were smart on the matches. We had a huge field that ran about a mile straight back into a creek. My cousin and I camped back there and he brought smokes and matches. Next morning I came up to the house for some supplies and when I returned all I saw was black smoke pouring from the campsite. We use to burn ditches so I grabbed a shovel and ran. Met my cousin who was freaked and luckily the wind was blowing towards the creek and self contained itself. He had decided to build a campfire in the tall yellow grass/weeds. Tent did not survive. Those were the daysNo "Hog corn"(don't know the real name that's what we called it) isn't any good. But we always ate it as kids camping in the wilderness....Well, it was actually the back yard! But was still scary!
