[Jims5543]

When I was a kid in the late 60's early 70's my dad and his biker friends were popping hoods on cars at dealerships and stealing the Holley carbs. They even stole a tranny once.

When I was 6 or 7 a 14 year old up the street tried to sodomize me. I ran away and 2 weeks later the neighborhood hids kicked his @ss really bad. I never said a word about him trying to attack me until I was an adult. I am guessing I was not the only attempted attack. I fel tbad for the kids father. We were walking down the street together and my friends called the kid a fag in front of his parents. He ran straight for me and punched my in the stomach. I guess he thought I told my friends. They proceeded to beat him senseless for punching a little kid. His dad couldn't even stop them. I remember looking at his dad and feeling sorry for him.

But then there were the good times. I stayed out until it was dark and never had to check in because it was safe. (or so my parents thought)

We built fires, lots of them, how we never burned down the neighborhood is beyond me. One time when I was not there one got out of control and burned down a detached garage. It was legendary.

I walked to school, we hung out at the corner candy store. We shoplifter from the other candy store because the owners were mean.

We played sports all the time, your right no xbox. But when Atari came out we were glued to it. We still played sports but not as much.

Have you seen these new games. I cannot blame these kids for wanting to play them. I am addicted to GT4 myself.

Mom was on a first name basis with the entire ER staff, I was in there at least twice every summer and have the scars to prove it.

I think the old days were as bad as the now days there was just not all the media we have now.