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Thrill Hill in the Delta

May 31, 2014 By Talya Tate Boerner 12 Comments


Thrill Hill in the Delta

As we approached Thrill Hill, we braced our legs against each other and firmly planted our bare feet in the bed of the Chevy. Gripping the side, the truck felt hot against my cramped knuckles.

“Faster, faster!” we giggled.

Although Uncle Woody drove with his windows down, he couldn’t hear through the wind.

There was no reason for such a steep hill to exist in the asphalt. Jutting up in the flat Delta, it was the only hill in a county surrounded by miles of cotton and soybean fields. I was certain it must have been an Indian burial mound. No one ever confirmed my suspicion.

I counted telephone poles stringing along the ditch bank and anticipated the sensation without watching the road ahead.

Uncle Woody’s truck rattled louder the closer we got.

Side by side we perched inside a windstorm of whipping hair and teary eyes.

As the truck soared over the top, we sailed airborne. My stomach flip-flopped with a falling sensation as the truck bounced on the other side.

“Do it again, Uncle Woody!” we begged.

We did it again.

And again.

riding in the back of a chevy

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Filed Under: Arkansas, Memories, Writing Tagged With: family traditions, Johnson Family, Mississippi Delta

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Comments

  1. angie says

    May 31, 2014 at 7:06 am

    I think we all said ” Do it again”. We drive that way to check out the farm nowadays. Thrill Hill gets me every time.
    O’what little things make me smile and bring back so many memories of Daddy driving us all to the real hills of Ravenden Springs.

    Reply
    • Talya Tate Boerner says

      May 31, 2014 at 9:24 am

      Yes, the “real hills” are the best!

      Reply
  2. Bryan Jones says

    May 31, 2014 at 9:23 am

    that’s good stuff right there, I wonder if the new generation has memories of Nintendo ds games!

    Reply
    • Talya Tate Boerner says

      May 31, 2014 at 9:24 am

      Good question Bryan.

      Reply
  3. Christopher Mitchell (Another Government Employee) says

    May 31, 2014 at 10:22 am

    There was an intersection near my home that had been built up over the years. Going southbound, it had actually formed a usable ramp . My friends and I would see how much airtime we could get in various vehicles. The best was the back of a CJ-5that had been raised a bit.

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    • Talya Tate Boerner says

      May 31, 2014 at 2:44 pm

      Christopher – I wonder if everyone has a “thrill hill”? Thank you!

      Reply
  4. Colene says

    May 31, 2014 at 10:38 am

    Oh the memories you bring back to me! We commented a few days ago about a bunch of kids riding in a boat being trailered to the lake and how DANGEROUS it is. We didn’t worry about danger back then, did we?

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  5. Colene says

    May 31, 2014 at 10:38 am

    Oh the memories you bring back to me! We commented a few days ago about a bunch of kids riding in a boat being trailered to the lake and how DANGEROUS it is. We didn’t worry about danger back then, did we?

    Reply
  6. Dorothy Johnson says

    June 1, 2014 at 8:16 pm

    Now he’d get in trouble for letting ride in the back of the truck! My dad had a pickup when we were young and rode in the back often.

    Reply
  7. Gary Henderson says

    June 2, 2014 at 5:15 pm

    It’s a wonder any of us survived to adulthood, isn’t it? 🙂

    Reply
    • Talya Tate Boerner says

      June 3, 2014 at 6:39 am

      I think it’s the reason we survived:)

      Reply
  8. Barbara thompson says

    October 16, 2015 at 10:28 am

    You should be on the back of a Harley Davidson motorcycle with Bert as you flew over that same hill….stomach flip flow and a prayer indeed……

    Reply

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