This play place sounds great. We used to have an empty lot with a few trees to keep prying adult eyes away from our informal education. We called it "The Hills" because there were 2 dirt piles left by construction crews years before that helped the trees keep it a private place.
Went back to the old neighborhood a few years ago. There is a real estate office there now.
posted on 01/18/2015 9:46:33 AM PST
(The Road To Hell is not paved with good results.)
Growing up in Chicago, we had one square block that was overgrown and we called it “the prairie”. Played three all the time, had to cross railroad tracks to get there, built forts out of railroad tires and would actually shoot at each other with red Ryder bb guns.
posted on 01/18/2015 11:13:52 AM PST
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When I was a kid finding a "dump" out in the woods I was exploring was pure heaven, x2 after BB guns and .22's became my constant companions.
People throw out some really fun stuff if you have a kid's imagination.
Can't say that's changed much in my 51 years. d:^)
posted on 01/18/2015 11:47:05 AM PST
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