we rode our bikes everywhere. No helmets, of course. We rode to the park, to the tennis courts, to the ice cream shop, to friends' houses, to the river, you name it.
We used to jump off bridges into the river. We had treehouses, and we would rig up ropes and swing from tree to tree.
In the summertime, my mother used to throw us out of the house in the a.m. We were required to come home at lunch, and then we were required to stay indoors until 2 pm (it was in very hot, humid, Louisiana, so we didn't mind). We had to read or nap during those 2 hours. Then we went out to find our friends again, and we would play until dinnertime. We knew when to come home because my father could whistle VERY LOUDLY. That was the signal. |