Being a boy in the '80s was a lot of fun. I can't imagine being a boy now but I guess they wouldn't realize what they don't have.
Should have been there in the seventys, good times .
I was there for some of it but I don't remember much. I do remember falling out of a tree in my front yard into a pricker bush. And that same tree had really flexible branches and we would swing the branches from one tree to another. I fell because one of the branches finally broke, LOL. I also remember my brother poking a yellow jacket nest in the front yard and both of us getting stung like five times. I remember my neighbor riding his bike really fast down the hill and crashing into the back of a dump truck and needing about 50 stitches to close his head back up. I remember my jumper one piece was great for sliding down the stairs on my stomach. I miss that house. That was a great neighborhood.
Yeah crazy stuff and all the classic rock bands. And even young we just had to come home when the steetlights came on, sometimes heh.
Yup. I remember.
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