Generally the last place I wanted to be was inside, around my alcoholic parents. As a boomer kid in the 1950's early 1960's there were shitloads of kids to play with in the neighborhood.I agree, these kids nowadays would not survive the 50's and 60's when ,and where I grew up . It was survival of the fittest .It was outside from sunup to sundown if the weather didn't chase us indoors .
