As a kid I found lots of places to play that were far more interesting than parks and playgrounds. I liked to investigate lumber yards, churches, roofs, attics and unfinished basements and abandoned buildings of any kind. Basically any unsupervised place that I could explore.
Basically any unsupervised place that I could explore.
Anyway, I decided to have a little fun, so I put a dollar bill under one of the rocks in his club house. Took him a week to find it and then I noticed a lot of rocks both large and small were moved. I often chuckle , wondering if he is still turn over rocks.
I grew up across the street from the county landfill, it was a great place to play as long as our parents didnt catch us. We took out rats with our pellet guns, blew up stuff with M-80s and generally had a good time.