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In the West Vancouver game, a small hole was scooped out of the ground and the stick laid across it. The peg was then set in the hole so that it lay over the ' stick with about an inch protruding on a slight angle upward. A boy would take the paddle and hit the protruding end a sharp blow, causing the peg to spiral into the air. And while it was in the air, he had to whang it with the paddle towards the opponent's goal. Up on Calgary's North Hill, we achieved the same result with a shaped peg. We started with a piece of 1" x 1" wood about 5" long and whittled a point on each end. By laying the peg flat on the ground, and hitting it sharply at just the right spot on one of the jvhjttled ends, the peg could be made to _____ also spiral into the air. In both cases, the physics involved was the same as that in tiddley-winks. The "wink" has a beveled edge so that pressure by the "tiddley" will cause it to pop into the air. An added feature of the Calgary game was the carving of I, II, III, IV, on the flat services of the peg. If the opposing team did not catch the peg in flight, the attacking team could hit the peg again as many times as the number on the top of the peg. As we played it, the first hit in any series could be placed, but subsequent hits had to be played as the peg lay.If it was nose down into prairie grass and you only had one hit, you would certainly lose the peg to the enemy, but if you had more, you tap it into place for a good hit. But in both the West Vancouver and the Calgary versions, the essence of the game was catch and run. If the peg was not caught, the attacking team could hit it again. If it was caught, tne catcher had to try to run it back as far as he could, being stopped only by a tag. Then the peg was placed and hit in the opposite direction. As I remember it, scoring in the Calgary game resulted from getting the peg so far behind the enemv aoal that its members could not hit or run it out. In our area of Calgary, we had unlimited area on which to play. If the field was set at 100 yards (not that any one measured or even paced -the older boys just laid markers at what they thought an appropriate distance) there was certainly as much or more distance behind each goal line. I doubt that anywhere in West Vancouver there would have been such an excess of space. Nor was there any time limit. The game started when there were enough kids, and ended when there was not - generally when the players heard what sounded like the last call for lunch or supper. (It is amazing how tuned in children become to the tone of a mother's voice that says, "This is it! Now!" Only one mother in the area used a whistle - we pitied rather than censured her kids.) I am with Mr. Watt in attesting that as boys we made our own fun. (I can not speak for girls - with no sisters I had no under-standing of girls and what made them tick.) We made, in this instance, our own pegs and paddles, we set our own rules, we marked our own field, and we settled our own disputes. Winning or losing was not that important, although competition could be fierce. Everybody went home sweaty but happy, prepared to divert a mother's wrath, if necessary, by calling attention to a bruise or hurt, real or contrived. The idea of adult assistance in any way did not occur to us. Indeed, the only adult intrusion into our leisure in the grade school years was through the Cubs and later Scouts. But that is another story.