One July 4th, my brother & I spent an afternoon blowing up an anthill with Black Cat firecrackers.

About midnight our very angry mother hauled us out of bed to go put out the roaring blaze which used to be the anthill & stump next to it.



Something else we used to do with yellowjacket ground nests was wait until late then dump a bucket of gas down the hole and light it. You could see them fly out with wings burning and drop to the ground.