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Originally Posted by Baz
Good point as usual Larry....my brother - 11 months older - and I and our buddies used to raise hell around our neighborhood on our own while still in grade school. We rode our bikes all over the place...heck we'd ride as far as our legs would take us! Climbed (and fell out of) trees, played army, football, baseball, kickball, you name it. Dad was overseas or at work and Mom was at home doing domestics. We came home for dinner - caught hell for whatever clothes got destroyed and mud tracked in the house...had a nice dinner, did the dishes or took out the garbage, then homework and TV and then sack time. And if a neighbor had any concerns they would speak to my folks...not a frickin' cop!
It's a different world we live in now - that's for sure...  |
No foolin' Baz. When I was growing up in the 60's, I and my friends were, in today's parlance, " free ranged". We never got in any deep doo-doo, none of us were killed or wounded (at least not significantly), we had a lot of fun (no cares), and we knew we had to be home for dinner, or face the consequences.
Talk about "Paradise Lost". Or as one of my friends says, "Welcome to the 21st century, get a helmet".