Growing up in a small town I can identify with Leon. I had virtually no restrictions as to where I could go in our town. I would say the same thing was true for most of my friends. We were free to wander around town exploring all the fascinating things a young boy's curiosity opened. I think most of the people in town knew who I was. I would go into the drug store and grocery store and get a five cent cone and we would take our wagon down to the dump to look for treasures. We often played in Rau's Woods and fished at the old Mill Pond. I doubt if my parents knew where I was most times, but they knew that wherever I was someone was watching out for me. Night time was especially a time of adventure and we would often find ourselves at the cemetery or down by the railroad tracks playing in the boxcars. We were not neglected kids at all, just fortunate kids who grew up in a quiet little town where everyone was a neighbor or friend. A siren did blow at nine o'clock which indicated it was time to head for home. Friday nights meant a free movie shown on the feedstore wall. Wading in the creeks usually meant a few bloodsuckers on our feet, but that was all just part of the adventure.
If you watched Leave it to Beaver you would see Beaver wandering all over town with his friend Larry and his parents very seldom were concerned. Even getting home an hour late after school didn't alarm anyone. I am so thankful that I grew up when I did. The memories I have are so precious and I experienced so many great things that today's kids will never experience. I wouldn't trade my old rusty bike and AM radio for all the IPods, Game Boys, Computers, or Video Games in the world. Ken Anderson 2906 May Street Eau Claire, WI 54701 (Home) 715-839-8470 ( Cell ) 715-210-1556 [EMAIL PROTECTED] www.mayberryreflections.com _______________________________________________ WBMUTBB mailing list WBMUTBB@wbmutbb.com http://wbmutbb.com/mailman/listinfo/wbmutbb_wbmutbb.com http://www.mayberry.com/tagsrwc/wbmutbb/
