Now that I live in my hometown, there are lots of things that connect me to my 15 year old self. 16 rather,when I could drive, and the only thing there was to do was to drive around the beautiful hills, park on a rural road, and take a hike into the woods. I don't often do the hiking anymore, but I do still drive around in the hills a lot, and remember, or try to anyway, where the attractions were: the ice mines, bud hill, the bradley gardens, a bridge to nowhere, an old house to explore. Small town highlights. And there were those high school boyfriends! yum. Good times, nice memories.
I have the same sort of memories from my own youth and home town. It was a sleepy place, the sort of place that on Saturday morning at 12pm one could fire a shotgun down the main street and hit no one. A farming/rural town. I loved it and was outside more than in, nearly came to grief so many times but survived and am a better man for it.
Kids (generally) don't get that nowadays although my nephew does and I think it's awesome.
Yeah, my mother sent us outside after lunch and we weren't to come back until she rang the cowbell for dinner. After dinner, it was back outside until the streetlights came on. I would climb trees, wander all over the place with my dogs, and what marvelous things I imagined! A parent would be reported to CPS if they let their kids live the way we lived back then.
You're probably right about the CPS but I think there a lot missing from childs upbringing these days, and too much TV/device time.
Absolutely. They think differently. Perhaps hardly think at all, those who are glued non-stop to devices that are telling them what they should think.
Yep, that's where it stars, trained to absorb and accept propaganda. This is another thingsl contributing to the unravelling of the fabric of society.