Oh yeah but not the BB guns on the bikes. We’d raid each others forts, no hands on bikes. All the games you could play with a piece of chalk and a stick.
Life was an adventure and parents could care less about skinned knees and bloody noses unless there was a bad break or a sprain.
It’s hard to put things in perspective now because life for children is so much more different. We would ride horses, cows, goats and we were happy with very little.
I honestly wouldn’t trade those days.
Looking back do you have a smile on your face?
Looking back do you have a smile on your face?
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Oh yeah.