My brother and I would sit on each side and jump up and down. Or one of us would walk back to lift the other really high off the ground, then let go and we'd go flying up and down.
All was well and good until my brother's buddy came over and didn't follow the safety precautions, falling and breaking his arm. No more pulley after that incident.
I've just read through all these posts and feel like your dad was the type of guy that everyone could get along with. And he sounds like he was really fun. What great memories.
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