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When I was a kid, I remember getting up early on a Saturday morning before my parents were out of bed, making a quick bowl of cereal, then hitting the door to play! And play I did! You see, I was 10 years old in 1975... that was when you could do that. All the kids did. We ran to the park that was just down the street, played ball, played pirates, and even ran a successful business (lemonade stand). We'd make up games or catch frogs... we check in with Mom sometime during the day (no, we didn't call her on our cell phones... uh, there were no cell phones!). We had to run home in the middle of our fun, or call her from a friends house we were playing in, just to let her know we were still alive. Small price to pay, 'cause after that call, we were good till the sun went down. Yeah, that's right... when the streetlights came on, we'd better head on home and...
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