I don't remember how old (young) we were.  We were playing in his backyard with our Tonka trucks.  He noticed some bees going in and out of a hole in the ground by the corner of the house.  "Hey, let's get a shovel and find out where they're going!".  I'm sure his sisters have a more vivid memory of what happened next.  As I recall, Henry (TG's father) had  a bee keepers suit.  I don't remember the background on that, but it turned out to be a good thing.  It was a Yellow Jackets hive and we dug it it up.  And, as I recall, the bees got into the house.

VGW