Most times our visits to Ohio bring out my inner child. I get there and suddenly revert to a ten year old - perhaps because that's how old I was when we moved. It happens in my interactions with my grandparents, aunts, and uncles...and it happens in my head. In my efforts to share all that is Ohio with my kids, I sometimes give it all I've got.
If ever you thought me dignified and grown up, we'll put those ideas to rest today. On a cool summer day at Nana's, I simply cannot resist the draw of the hill behind her house. It beckons me come and teach my kids its never ending fun.
Here I present ...... The Hillbilly Roll.