When we got home that evening, supper was ready and Mikey and I talked about our journey to the mine. That’s when our lessons on the dangers of living in Idaho were handed-out. Dad warned us about those old mine shafts. He got his information first hand. When he was a little kid, growing up in all the mining towns around Idaho, it was his job to be lowered down into those shafts on a rope, “just to see what was down there.” Fortunately for him, his older brother and sisters always pulled him back out! He said, “You boys dink around and fall down one of those shafts, you’ll be dead and gone forever.”