My curfew was the street lights. Mom didn't call my cell, she yelled my name. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn't eat what mom made, I didn't eat. Hand sanitizer didn't exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap, your butt was beat and it was ok for the other neighborhood mothers to scold you if you did something wrong. Share if you drank water out of a hose and survived!
