I was born in 1962 and some of my fondest memories are the result of:

1. raiding gardens!
2. playing "kick the can" for hours and hours in the evening.
3. dressing up in rainboots and raincoat and splashing around in  huge puddles during heavy rainstorms... including those with thunder and lightning!
4. playing with "Boomerangs" and "Bow and Arrows". My dad used to make them for us, including the arrows with real metal tips!
5. shooting my Dad's 30-30 Winchester and 22 calibre rifles (with his supervision) the first time when I was 4 years old.
6. playing outside for hours with homemade stilts that my dad made me.
7. water balloon fights
8. going into the woods near our house and building a fort and hiding "treasure".
9. Playing by the railway tracks for hours so that we could wave to the Engineer as the trains went by,  LOL
10. spending hours and hours outside in the winter skating, building snow sculptures and forts.
11. I shingled our garage roof by myself when I was 12 years old! It didn't even leak! hehe

We were rarely in the house, and when we had to stay in we were upset because we wanted to be outside!

Today kids are so spoiled with so much that they really do have no imagination, and even find themselves "bored" with nothing to do because they have played the same game more than once!  Oh the tragedy!

I feel blessed and extremely lucky to have been born when I was and to have grown up in an era where we actually appreciated what we had, and made due without and still had tons of fun!

"It is good to see ourselves as others see us. Try as we may, we are never
able to know ourselves fully as we are, especially the evil side of us.
This we can do only if we are not angry with our critics but will take in good
heart whatever they might have to say." - Ghandi