I'm a only child, and was a free-range/latch-key kid in the 80's. I'm thankful for my neighborhood friends, they were a excellent safety substitute for my non-existent siblings.
I too am a only child, and was a free-range/latch-key kid in the 80's.
We lived on a somewhat quiet dead end street. The neighbor kids were fun but we got into all sorts of nonsense...
I have a very distinct memory of my parents taking me to go furniture shopping at about the age of 8 or 9. It was a fate worse than death. Do you have any idea how boring furniture is to a small child.
I remember coming home, rounding a curve on our street and seeing the end of it. SO. MANY. FIRETRUCKS.
I missed the roman candle fight, I missed the dry pine going up like a torch. I missed the fire department (small town they all came it was an even) and the police.
Dumb luck kept me out of a lot of trouble in my youth. it. It's no wonder im not dead.
>I missed the roman candle fight, I missed the dry pine going up like a torch. I missed the fire department (small town they all came it was an even) and the police.
Sadly, today, those kids would probably have been rounded up, arrested and charged with felony arson, perhaps as an adult in many states.
I remember lighting off fireworks with a neighbor and his older brother. One errantly went into the woods across the street. A few minutes later, we saw smoke. We all went over and stomped it out. Fun times.
