Right? Occasionally getting hurt was a right of passage. Most times we tried to patch ourselves up and hide it from mom. If you had a cast, you were royalty for a time..lol.
These later generations have no idea what it was like to be free as children. No computers, no phones, just gone all day as long as you were home at dusk.
I have many happy memories of dirt clod fights with the neighbors and bb gun wars. Both hurt when you get hit…but so much fun.
Yah, we were allowed to drive boats, cars, motor cycles, sandrails, etc., at about 10 (sans parents). As long as we showed capability and respect for safety.
Lolol…many a near death experience that the folks never knew about. And no helmets. Made us brave and self sufficient.
Right? Occasionally getting hurt was a right of passage. Most times we tried to patch ourselves up and hide it from mom. If you had a cast, you were royalty for a time..lol.
These later generations have no idea what it was like to be free as children. No computers, no phones, just gone all day as long as you were home at dusk.
I have many happy memories of dirt clod fights with the neighbors and bb gun wars. Both hurt when you get hit…but so much fun.
Yah, we were allowed to drive boats, cars, motor cycles, sandrails, etc., at about 10 (sans parents). As long as we showed capability and respect for safety.
Lolol…many a near death experience that the folks never knew about. And no helmets. Made us brave and self sufficient.
Lol….apples…hmmmm…