Originally Posted by Just GO!
It’s 1966 and the world is a much bigger and better place. Southeastern Ohio in a rural area with streams, creeks, hills and lots of wooded acres was a great place for me to grow up…..I was NEVER bored. Always looking for new stuff to do, new places to go, new areas to conquer…..unfamiliar territory.
Ditto, but we lived one street away from the entire open California desert with crewcut, cutoff jeans and barefoot. Our treehouse was a cactus!
Right behind our home in Germany was the forest.
Our entire childhood after breakfast, mom would say, "make your bed and come back for lunch", after lunch, "come back for dinner", after dinner, "come back at 9pm". Usually she had to scream our names down the street at 9pm!
To this day, it's either mountain biking, Jeep runs, riding the GS or DRZ and or camping.