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I can close my eyes and see all the things you described that filled my childhood. Me and my sister taking off in the morning after eating breakfast, her riding on the handle bars as I peddled. If we got thirsty on our journey to anywhere, we just knocked on any door and asked for a drink of water. They'd tell us,'come on to the kitchen' and we'd follow them.

I'm sure there was bad back them but we didn't hear about it or see it. We lived and played in an innocent time.

There was one rule they made us obey, and we never broke it, It was always the last thing we heard mama say, "be home by dark".

What a glorious age that was to be a kid in.

[GVNR]

I have to wonder if anyone "a year or two younger" read these last couple comments and wondered if they were indeed true.

If any of you "out there" did read them and wonder:
The answer is yes.