It amazes me the stupid things we used to do back then and it puzzles me that our parents didn’t seem to know what was going on or I’m sure they would have not let it continue. I start this story already in progress as I was pretty young and honestly don’t remember how the whole thing got started or where those sharp little metal pieces came from. From what I can remember they were about an inch or two long by about 3/4 inch wide, fairly thin and really fricking sharp and they had some type of a cutout I just not sure what it was and I don’t think I ever really found out what they were originally used for. Most of them looked a little rusty too like they’d been in the ground for some time.
Like I said before I have no idea where they came from but that summer there just suddenly seemed to be a whole wackload of them all around our neighborhood. So what did we, as kids with nothing to do and whole summer of time to waste, decide to do, well obviously we thought it would be fun to start having wars and throwing these little things at each other, duh.
I’m pretty sure this went on for most of the summer or at least until the first snow and we stopped being able to find them and being that I grew up on a cul-de-sac they pretty much remained in the area so there was always more to find again the next day and I’m sure to this day that if you took a metal detector around that area you’d be able to find most of them in the lawns and in the the little path at the end of the street.
I don’t really remember the throwing part but I knew it was happening and I clearly remember one of our neighbors showing off that he was bleeding from someone throwing one at him. I also remember one sunny day holding onto a stack of them I’d freshly dug out of someones lawn and distinctly remember how sharp they were, strange how certain memories stick after all these years.
By the end of the summer I don’t remember anyone getting any serious injuries but I’m sure we kids must have a had an above average number of cuts and bruises that summer. To this day I’d still like to find out at least what those little pieces of metal were actually supposed to be used for, aside from hurling at your neighbor!
And what if anything does this have to do with crap apples you ask, well one of our neighbors used have a crab apple tree (still does actually) and well of course the ripe apples that had fallen off the tree were just another object for us as a neighborhood to throw at each other. I don’t remember them being poisonous though and actually sitting here thinking about it I can still taste the bitterness of those little red apples when we used to go and steel some off the branches.