[bert]

my friend and I roamed for miles in the nearby woods and farm land.

when his mother wanted my friend she would let Jack go. When Jack showed up, where ever we were, it was time to head home. Jack was a black shepherd with a white collar

My mother rang the big black bell that could be heard for miles

we were 12 or so

[skeeter]

I was raised in the 'burbs.

If I wasn't home at sunset dad would just stand on the porch and bellow my name.