And my son tells me years later about a strange incident in a summer day program for working moms.
There were other close calls with my girls growing up. My mom let me take the bus when I was 5 to my grandmother's and would send me downtown on errands when I was 7 or 8. OMG. You shouldn't do that now. She knew things happened, too. She never sent my sister. Only me. I was really lucky, used rest rooms everywhere by myself.
There are some down in the park, open to anyone, no doors on the stalls, no big deal in years past. But I would be afraid to use them now if I was alone for fear somebody could trap me in there.
I’m sorry to hear that. There’s a thin line between being overbearing & protective....it’s a difficult balance. This culture is so poisoned these days....I shudder to think what it would be like having young ones now.