My curfew was darkness. My parents didn't call my cell, they yelled my name. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn't eat what mom cooked, then I didn't eat. Sanitizer didn't exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap and have a sore backside. I road a bike without a helmet and getting dirty was okay. Re-post if you drank from a garden hose and survived!
This reflects my own childhood.
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