By Joseph Hamrick Herald-Banner Columnist Apr 25, 2021 We thought we got away with it. Then someone came knocking at our door. Growing up in a suburb of Lindale, my siblings and I played around the neighborhood. One of our neighbors a few houses down had a trampoline in her backyard that she let us bounce on. We would bounce and play until our legs turned to jelly, then bounce and play some more. Our neighbor had only a couple rules: Take your shoes off before bouncing, and no bouncing when she wasnât home to supervise. One afternoon my siblings and I all had the urge to bounce on her trampoline. I donât remember the exact details â either she was already gone or had told us she was about to leave to go grocery shopping. Either way, we were sullen because we couldnât jump. Have you ever wanted something so badly that the rules didnât seem to matter?