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The weirdest part was I noticed your name was different but it had your regular picture so I thought it was you.
it’s a good thing for you to wait until your appt. and get your result on the bone marrow before the stem cell treatment. You might not need it. But man has technology expanded!!! Thank goodness it has! Prayers abound.
We would run from patch of grass to patch of grass or use the corner of our towels to stand on for a break. hated shoes, still do,
ROTFL- yes, we would go down to the Circle K on the corner of Bell Road. Quite a walk, and patches with no grass to stand on. We would be running by the end. I still don't like wearing shoes, and will usually go barefoot most of the time.
We also would go in the culvert drains under Black Canyon Highway and see how far we could get before the black widows got too thick. Yes, I was a desert rat for sure!!
lppenguins said...hot we’d just run up in somebodies yard and turn on the hose and cool down.
And that was ok? Now you'd get yelled at for stepping in the yard, some places. But all of your story sounds like television to me. I never left the house without a parent, wore anything but good sturdy tennis shoes anywhere (including the house) and we weren't allowed to go out to play.
Now, tho, I wear shoes a lot inside the house because I get pain if I don't.
But all of your story sounds like television to me
makes us sound old, doesn't it. As our kids were growing up DH & I often commented on how closely we watched our kids vs our childhood. A few of the things I did I shudder to think of now - riding my bike alone out in the country all day, wandering around town with my best friend, our parents having no idea where we were. We wouldn't even let our kids walk up the street without watching them.
My DD is fifty years old and she has thanked me several times for allowing her and her best girl friend to "free range" (as they call it these days) during their childhood weekends and summers.
DD and her friend Jana (from about age nine or ten) would hop on their bikes and roam the township roads and woods during the early 1980s. They would wander into the outskirts of our city to buy candy bars at the drugstore for lunch and think they were being "wicked". LOL
Jana grew up to be a civil engineer building roads and bridges; DD is a marketing manager for an airfield lighting company. DD claims that the freedom they had as children was something that helped them develop their brains.
I don't know about old. Just completely opposite. I grew up in that "latch key kid" era, though...my family was super strict. LOL!!!
well I was kind of latch key too, except we had a maid. She was kind of a baby sitter, but by the time I was out of grade school she was getting older and she didn't keep track of me much. Though the time I was learning to drive and snuck the car out of the drive way to go around the block, she sure noticed! My dad was home before I was and man was he MAD!
I grew up being kind of free range too...I had to be home before the first streetlight came on!!
I can remember Mama bellowing at the top of her lungs for me to come home for dinner when I was playing at one of my friends houses down the street... I did have to tell her where I was going...My Sis forgot one time...and all holey h.e. double hockey sticks broke out!! We had three cars searching for her and her friend...finally found them, giggling, up a tree!
My own kids...never went anywhere without us until they were in late HS...times changed and we did not feel good about letting them free range...
I shudder to think of some of the things we thought nothing of as kids. It's a wonder we survived. I used to ride on the fender of the tractor (they had no cabs back then) while my dad was plowing out in the bumpy fields. Riding in the back of a pick up was great fun. Jumping from the hayloft--you name it. My kids had many more restrictions, but not as much as the kids now. They didn't gear up in helmets just to ride their bike. And of course they were reminded frequently of stranger danger but it is so much scarier now.