All the boys got together and we built a little hut, in the alleyway behind the bowling alley. We made it out of old lumber, and pieces of cardboard or anything we could find. It was kind of hidden from anyone seeing it. It was kind of cold, so we build a little furnace out of two five-gallon cans. Which seemed to keep it nice and warm.
We used to really enjoy going into it all the time; the little hut was our secret hiding place. We used to go in there and some of the guys would smoke. I tried to smoke some kind of a weed that used to grow in the field. It had tiny holes running through it, and when you light the end of it, and draw on it like a cigarette, it would give you plenty of smoke. I remember even trying the sticks that used to be tied to balloons that you could buy. It didn't last long because they burned your tongue so much.
One day we heard the fire trucks and police cars coming from all over the place, and were stopping at the bowling alley. We all stopped playing, and ran to the bowling alleys. When we got there we found the fire was in back of the bowling alley. It was our little hut that caught fire from our little heater. We all got really scared thinking we all might go to jail if they found out that we had built the hut, so we all decided no one would say anything. The fire didn't hurt the bowling alley wall, burnt part of the garage on the property in the rear of the building. There wasn't that much damage, so it wasn't long before they didn't ask.
