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A very different time. I was a cyclist (my Schwinn Stingray!!). I'd go everywhere without fear. Major road with lots of traffic? Didn't worry me at all. I knew the rules. Of course, this was before the advent of helmets. I roamed far and wide.

Yes, a lot of playing outside. But some inside (board games with my friend...yes, I actually had a friend).

I remember one time a big pile of sticks showed up in a vacant lot nearby. Play time!! It was big. Probably at least 8' high, and maybe 30' long. No idea why, or what it was for. Today there would be signs, maybe fencing around it. But it was just a pile of sticks, and we kids played on it. If one of us had fallen off, our mom's would have been mad at us for falling off of it. Today they would look for someone to sue, while cooing "poor baby!" over the kid with the scrape or cut.
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