Jack Golding Had a Good Mother.

Well, if Jack Golding had a good mother, he would have certainly had a good father as well.
Today, the hot discussion topic was the ruling by the Boy Scouts of America that they no longer could play with water pistols. For that matter, they also have "outlawed" water filled balloons, excepting those no larger that a ping pong ball. Can you imagine playing with water balloons no larger than ping pong balls?
It seems as if the kids are being supermanaged these days, not being allowed to do what kids have done for many years, all in the name of (I guess) a kinder, more civilized society.
The big question is: How will these young boys grow into men who can handle tough situations?
None of this was the case at our grade school in the 1940-1950 period. We didn't have water pistols then, but we did have rubber band guns--guns that our dads (and maybe even some mothers) helped us to build so we could take them to school for recess fights. Well, these did get banned, at least temporarily when someone got hit in the face and went bawling to the teacher. The ban did not last long though, rubber band gun battles just went on more quietly.

Jack Golding, you see, was allowed all this sort of activity and the result was an innovative, imaginative fellow. Some of his life recollections are in his paintings---here are two of them:

Jack Golding passed away a few years ago in Rockport, TX

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