and did that life kill any of us? Heck no. My 18 year old daughter has never had the adventure of walking to school. Sad.
Heck, I remember one winter the school bus couldn't get down our rutted dirt road for a week, and we had to walk two miles up to the main intersection to catch the bus. When you're 8, that's high adventure! (Of course, when you're 39, having to park a block away from your destination is a grievance to sour your mood for an hour.)