Throwback Thursday: The Downhill Derby Edition

One of my goals for last year was to get better organized. Part of that effort included organizing the pictures that I have been storing in my mudroom for the past sixteen years. Now, I have been a lover of photography my entire life, so, you can imagine how many albums I have (it's a shit-ton, and, let's not even mention the numerous boxes of additional snapshots and negatives that I have accumulated). Needless to say; I was (and am) facing a huge challenge when it came to finding a solution to the clutter.

Enter my handy-dandy pocket scanner, with which I am cataloging each album and box for tidy storage in the digital warehouse of life (please don't ask me what I am going to do with the pictures once they have been scanned, because, I honestly haven't thought that far ahead; a giant bonfire is becoming a very attractive possibility).

Earlier this evening, I scanned photos from a box that dates back to 2003, when the Cub was five, and I came upon the pictures from the first annual Petticoat Junction Downhill Derby. I had forgotten the detail that Hugh and I put into the construction and design of that car, as well as the unmitigated joy that sailing down a hill (at breakneck speed) brought to the Cub. Thank God I have the pictures to remind me.

The Cub took first place that day, earning a trophy and an interview with a reporter from the Hooterville Daily Press.

 I still have the trophy and the clipping from the newspaper, as well as a double-page spread in one of the Cub's scrapbooks, so, it's safe to say that the event was duly recorded for posterity.

The fact that we still have the car in the attic over the garage doesn't qualify us as hoarders, does it?

 

Boys and their toys..

Please don't answer that.