In the summertime we walked down the railroad tracks to the trestle that went over the creek...then we walked the creek to the first swimmin' hole.  It always took a long time because we had to try to catch fish and crawdads with our hands along the way.  We were at least 2 miles from home by then and couldn't hear a bell if we wanted to.  :D    We just knew what time we had to be home.
In Missouri there's a creek or river within seeing distance from wherever you are..lol

Our guardian angels must have worked overtime in those days....sheesh.

 

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