she clocked me in the back with a potato once and broke a big wooden spoon over my back..........but then again they are from Italy and that was a sign of how much they love me
Both ends of the Fly Swatter(depending on her mood)
Wooden Paddle (hand made by my pops with my name on it, it hung on its own custom rack/plaque right next to my brothers paddle. The plaque read "Boards of Education)
Dad liked to use its old Harley-Davidson belt, or send me out to pick my own switch. Anyone else ever have to pick their own switch off of the tree?
I thought me and my brother were the only ones who got the hot wheel tracks, and the wiffle bat, and the wooden spoons (broke them all and abandoned them), the pool cue and the hot metal spatula have not yet been mentioned.