04/5/2011
“As a child My curfew was the street lights. My mom called my name, not my cell. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what mom cooked, then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but you could get your mouth washed out with soap. I got dirty and was OK. Your neighbors gave a damn as much as your parents did. I drank from a hose and survived!!!”
— I miss the simpler times
