Hideaway or Clubhouse

We had a clubhouse behind the house on Myrtle street in Sioux City. We had the rule of when we said a bad word we would have to stay in the shed for 10 minutes. My friend Doug was spending all his time in the shed so we quit doing that. Bill and I decided to put a stove in the shed one winter to stay warm and lit the wood with gasoline and practically burned ourselves up. We climbed out a window and after the firemen put out the fire we were given the lecture. That was kind of the end of the clubhouse.