My best guy friend and I were rolling down a grassy hill waiting for his brother to finish his baseball game. It was great fun. However, my hair was long and in the way. So, my friend thoughtfully lent his baseball hat to me and told me to cover my face with my hands so we could roll some more. I did get red bumps all over any exposed skin; I guess I am allergic to grass! Consequently, this was the one and only time I had ever rolled down a hill. But it is one of my fondest memories.