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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;yourturntoloveit, post: 887899, member: 57&quot;]When I was 7 years old Mamma and Daddy bought a house closer to the school I was going to (I could walk to school from that house).&nbsp; We were so glad that it had a fireplace (our former house didn&#039;t have a fireplace).&nbsp; This was a nice little house built just after WWII. In the living room it had a pretty brick fireplace and hearth&nbsp; and a nice wooden mantle to put photos and flower vases on (oh how wonderful that was going to be).</p><p><br /></p><p>The &quot;new-to-us&quot; house had a working oil &quot;floor-furnace&quot; but the first really cold night (we&#039;d been in the house a few months), Daddy brought in some firewood he had already gathered up and proceeded to make our first fire in the fireplace for his family to enjoy.</p><p><br /></p><p>All I&#039;ll say is everything was going well until the firewood started burning and warming up the room.&nbsp; But then, something started appearing on the hearth.&nbsp; Coming out onto the hearth and then onto the oak flooring in the living room were LOTS of baby copperhead snakes which had apparently been in the wood Daddy had brought in for the fireplace.&nbsp; Talk about a mother and her two young children clearing out of a room.&nbsp; Once my mother and my sister and I had run (and I do mean <u>run</u>) out of the living room, Daddy dealt with both the fire in the fireplace and the baby snakes slithering around on the floor. </p><p><br /></p><p>That was the first and last time we had a fire in the fireplace, but we all still enjoyed sitting in the living room looking at the fireplace and its pretty mantel for many years. <img src="styles/default/xenforo/smilies/wink.png" class="mceSmilie" alt=";)" unselectable="on" />[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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