We went 6 blocks away to a park and stayed all day. There were always at least two of us and often 6 or more kids. But how sad. Glad I was a kid in the 70’s.
Indeed, the 70’s were the end of paradise. In grade school we would leave early in the morning and be gone all day exploring miles of shore along the Mississippi. Parents had no clue where we were. So long as we were home by supper time and not bleeding all was well.