Well, guess my childhood was a bit different. I mostly remember living in government housing in Germany. We lived in apartments that were very close together. Don’t remember any cowboys and Indians or crocodiles in the jungle. We were really hooked on our roller skates and would zoom up and down the side walk. And then the bakery truck would pull up and we’d all scatter home to get some money for fresh, hot brotchen!
Think I’ll try for a second walk today, if it doesn’t rain. 🤗