This reminds me of the time I used a kitchen knife to cut holes in a cardboard box for our then toddler to play in.
His mother spotted him soon after with the knife, going to the box to make more holes.
Good times.
This reminds me of the time I used a kitchen knife to cut holes in a cardboard box for our then toddler to play in.
His mother spotted him soon after with the knife, going to the box to make more holes.
Good times.
The Indiana and the Illinois units came over the barricade north of the railroad and captured a gun. Private James S. Adkins of the 33rd Illinois, exhilarated by the bloodless victory, leaped astride the gun tube, waved his elbows up and down at his sides, and crowed like a rooster. Then, curious, he tugged at the lanyard. The gun went off, hurling a shell close over the heads of the units coming up in support, and bucking Adkins head over heels into the dirt. Miraculously, no one was hurt.
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