How about being 12 years old and getting the keys to the old ford truck so that you can spend the evening taking turns with your 10 year old cousin, driving the truck and riding in the back while leaning over the trucks cab with a 12 gauge shotgun shooting rabbits all night to keep them out of the 15 to 20 acre garden.

and never forget leaving for a week to hunt with your buddy who just turned 16 and got his license last week. No cell phones or contact with parents for a week. No seat belts, baker treestands with no safety belts and what heck was hunter orange.

but best of all is that we use to play tic tac toe with the asbestos sound proofing spray that was on the ceiling of the bandroom. The asbestos would literally snow upon us.

Yes, definitely.

Crockett, you're right. Pre-cell phone era and we'd be gone all day or maybe for a weekend or more. Some parents now flip out if they haven't heard from Muffy or Billy in an hour or two.