Haha   it’s still funny to read.

I was 4 years old when I pulled/committed my best/worst April Fool joke. We were living with my grandparents in very rural (at the time) Orange, Connecticut. I let the air out of all four tires, plus the spare, on my father’s green, four-door 1935 Ford convertible Touring Car. The nearest gas station was probably ten miles away and there was no one else home who could have helped him as he used his hand pump on the four tires. His response when I was jumping up and down shouting “April Fool” was not at all what I expected. Everyone’s familiar with corporal punishment. I, however, received colonel punishment.

Oh, Michael! What was the aftermath? How long was it before you could sit down? Boy, and Ralphie thought HE was in trouble!