Day 27 - Darts

Recently, my son and his buddies discovered that there is a nearby underground pub/bar/grill that offers pool and darts. Anytime I think of darts I am immediately reminded of a hysterical story about Heather.

When we were kids, my family did lots of traveling all over the United States. We did tons of family outings like fishing, skating, multiple outdoor games and tons of camping. Each of the kids in my family would usually be allowed to bring a friend and my choice was Heather every single time. So one year, my parents rented a cabin in Wisconsin for a bit of the summer and off we all went. There were quite a few cabins right off a huge lake. It was like a small community really. In the middle, there was a common area, playground, a little store where we would buy candy and a community “pub” of sorts that had darts and other games.

One day a few of us kids went to play darts (Heather and I included). On the way back, there were a couple of drunk guys throwing around a frisbee. They were not being inappropriate or anything but they were loud and clearly drunk. We all started walking a bit faster to get clear of them and back to our cabin. Apparently, Heather was still staring at them although walking faster and when she turned to look forward again…BOOM! She walked directly into a tree!! You would not have believed how hard she hit it. Her forehead was all cut up and her face and knee were all scratched. No one laughed (at first). We just couldn’t believe how hard she ran into it. I swear every single year on every single vacation, someone got hurt. It usually was me but not this time.

Over the years, Heather and I would recant that story and crack up so hard! In fact, I was just talking to my sister and she said she has the picture that my mom took of her with all the scratches on her face. She wasn’t able to forward me a copy in time for this blog, but she clearly remembered that day and we chatted about it for some time.

Heather always had such a great sense of humor and I’m sure she would have gotten a real kick out of me sharing that story today. Anyhow, my son and I went to our nearby pub today to play darts and had a blast (even though he beat me every time). I didn’t even know this place was there and it’s just blocks away. A fantastic memory, another great intention and another great local discovery!