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We Played Fox and Hound

Updated on February 4, 2017

Remembrances of my childhood...

I guess any child with an older brother or sister could be said to idolize or at least look up to their older siblings. I would certainly agree with that. Though my older sister was a girl, I didn’t hold that against her, but at my age, girls just didn’t have all that much in common with us guys which would change drastically before too many years had passed. But I did have two older brothers, so I had two chances to learn all I could before reaching their ages. And learn, I was about to in a very real way.

The mere name spoke of suspense and intrigue

You remember me telling you about Hide and Seek and how it was the rave among the younger kids as we were growing up. Well, there was a similar game called Fox and Hound that my older brothers played, but mom said I was too young. Remember I mentioned earlier that there was no television to watch? So all the kids had to do something, so while we younger kids my age were playing hide and seek, or maybe ‘kick the can’, my older brothers were playing ‘Fox and Hound’. Now that was a game; just the name itself spoke of suspense and intrigue. And their playing field, over two miles.

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"He ain’t goin’ with me!”

I guess I must have badgered mom to let me go play with the older boys when I grew tired of playing the hide and seek games with the younger crowd, so it sorta surprised me when she finally gave in and said that I could go, but I had to stay close to my older brothers. Well, you know how that went—Jim said, “He ain’t goin’ with me!” Then Jack said, “He ain’t goin’ with me, either,” but I did, and Jack said he would explain the game to me as we climbed to the top of the first ridge in the Beaver Creek Knobs just 5 or 6 blocks from the front of our house. Seems that the hounds were to chase after the foxes who got a 20 – 30 minute head start. The boundaries were to be from our present location due west to Steeles Creek and no more than the third ridge over on the south side. Total area about 2 – 3 square miles, at least. WOW! I had often climbed to the first ridge during daylight and noticed the trails going left and right to different areas. Some led down one ridge and up the other, while some led off but eventually meandering back into the main trails on the top of each ridge. At one time the Boy Scouts had a lodge on this first ridge but it had mysteriously burned down years earlier. You could see the remains, an old stone chimney from my front porch at home during certain times of the year when the leaves were off the trees.

they had come this far before splitting up...

The foxes took off, a team of four or five guys including Jim, my older brother, determined to not get caught tonight by such a scrappy looking team of hounds that included my other brother Jack and myself plus two or three of Jack’s friends from junior high school. One of the guys had a watch so we just sat down to ‘kill time’ while the foxes chose their strategy for this evening's game. After giving the first team an ample head start we started out slowly and quietly at first listening and watching for any activity or hints as to where the foxes might be. Jack lead out and found where some rocks had been turned over up on the main trail so we were sure that had come this far before splitting up. My brother Jack was good at following a trail because he had won a merit badge for tracking from the Boy Scouts last year. I was amazed at how he noticed footprints, broken branches and turned up stones that before I would have overlooked.

he didn't care if he got caught or not...

We caught two guys from the first team trying to circle around behind us to throw us off but Jack was too smart for that. Another we found hiding behind an old tree stump. But where was Jim? We tracked him all the way to Steeles Creek and coming down that ridge trail we thought we heard something and the further we went we realized it was a radio playing. We crossed the creek and started up the road and saw a car that looked mighty familiar. It was Betsy Stevens’ Ford and yes the radio was playing and Jim and Betsy were sitting in the front seat kissin’. You know, I don’t think he cared if he got caught or not…

© 2010 SamSonS


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    Sam 5 years ago from Tennessee

    thank you travel man1971 for stopping by and commenting on my hub. Don't you just love nostalgia and to reminiscing about times we can never go back to, only recollect...

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    Ireno Alcala 5 years ago from Bicol, Philippines

    I used to play Hide & Seek (aka Fox and Hound)with my older brothers and sisters and always end up as the 'slave' of my siblings.

    Tired of looking for them, I usually ended up sleeping. :)

    Thanks for a very heartwarming story that brought a smile to my face. :)

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    Sam 6 years ago from Tennessee

    and thanks again my friend for your nice comments and I will take your advisement to heart and try to lengthen my hubs...

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    Pratonix 6 years ago from Asia

    I like this story too. Awesome. I wish you would write a wee bit longer. The stories are really interesting. Bless your loving heart!

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    Sam 7 years ago from Tennessee

    thank you my dear brother in Christ.

    blessings to you & yours...

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    fred allen 7 years ago from Myrtle Beach SC

    Never played it but it sounds fun. We always played street hockey or football or baseball or soccer. You did it to me again! I like you!

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    Sam 7 years ago from Tennessee

    *thanks Judi, for sharing your reminisce and your nice comments...

    and thank you bayoulady, for your share - and yes, I remember 'spin the bottle', I remember the guys wanted to kiss certain girls but they didn't want the other guys to watch...

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    bayoulady 7 years ago from Northern Louisiana,USA

    Nope, never played it. Never heard of that one. We played a game called fox and hen. The hen would name her eggs by color. If the fox pointed at an egg and guessed the correct color the "egg" had to run to mama hen with fox chasing the egg. Such drama...and suspense when you are seven!!!!.:>) At 13 my favorite game was...... WAIT FOR IT>>>>>>>spin the bottle;} If you don't know that one, you aint from the south!Grits girls always wanted to play that one at any paawerty.

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    Judicastro 7 years ago from birmingham, Alabama

    Hi Samson!

    Sorry I've been off line for over a week so I've missed a few of your new hubs. Never played fox and hounds, but I have an older sister that I wanted to go eveywhere with. Mom would make my sister take me to keep her out of trouble (she is 12 years older than me). I was visiting my 98 yr old mom in Calif and my pregnant daughter (due end of Jan). Had a great time. Haven't seen you on my side of the hubpages lately. Thanks for making me smile as you always do! bless ya!

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    Sam 7 years ago from Tennessee

    *thanks Kristeen, always a pleasure hearing from you...

    *and thank you Feddlelman, heard that, been there...

    blessings my friends...

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    Fiddleman 7 years ago

    Sampsons1, a good one up and beautiful, A similar story happened to my brother one night when he and some of his friends were coon hunting. Old Icabod was going to town and the windows were fogged, my brother said he just pecked on the "winder" and and he and his coon hunting buddies quickly moved on down the old logging road on which they were parked.

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    Christine 7 years ago from Michigan

    Your stories make me smile Samson. I never played Fox and Hound, but then, I'm a girl after all. Keep writing. I enjoy reading your stories.