I work for The Group Real Estate in Idaho Falls. I have worked most of jobs here in Idaho Falls. As a young boy, I grew up in a small town called Firth, just 20 minutes south of Idaho Falls. I went to Firth High School. A school, at that time, that only had a good 400 students in it. My graduating class was just over 80 people, which at the time was one of the “smaller” graduating classes. The things we would do, as we lived on farm land and out “in the boonies” were all sorts of things you can think of. Our parties consisted of letting out horses and trying to ride them.. yes, I said ‘trying.’ We had a chicken coup where I lived and I have one specific memory of letting our rooster out. Now, this rooster was mean. He would attack you if your back was to him. If you got close to the hens. Anyway he could, he was coming after you. As we were having this party, and my parents weren’t there (of course), we decided it would be hilarious to let the rooster out and run away from it. Well, this didn’t bode too well with a friend of mine, who wasn’t wanting to play with the rooster, who was eventually attacked from behind. After the fun festivities of playing with the rooster, we decided it was better of to steal one of my friends’ girlfriend’s cars. And not only steal it, but drive it backwards, as fast as we could, up and down the road I lived on. As I look back on this specific party, I don’t know why I am still alive. We drove that Buick LeSabre about 45 miles per hour, backwards, down the farm road I lived on. As I got going, I lost control of the car, and it started to swerve back and forth. Now, my saving grace was the old 80’s Buick’s were heavy and solid. We just sorta swayed back and forth, until me grabbing the brakes as hard as I could, stopped the car completely. These were the things we did growing up in Firth.
