Retiring—well, not in the way you may be thinking.

Growing up on the farm in rural Connecticut in the 1950’s, like kids everywhere, we had a “real” tire swing.

You know the type. You take a discarded, worn out, tire from the pile of junk headed to the dump and drill two holes in it–opposite each other–one for the rope and one so that it won’t hold water when it is hung in the tree.

It was great fun hanging on the inside of the tire and then having one of the other kids wind it around and around until the rope looked like a bunch of knots–and then let the tire spin. Of course trying to walk a straight line afterwards was next to impossible. I am not sure why kids like to get intoxicated in this manner–but it seems pretty universal.

Sometimes we would just simply see how many of us we could get on it at once. There were always enough kids around to create a pile of laughter under the tire swing after it had gained its freedom.

All these thoughts of tire swings came back to me at a recent inspection where I found this different sort of tire swing. All made from one single tire–quite clever really.

And morphed into a horse–what more could a kid want.

By Charles Buell, Real Estate Inspections in Seattle

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