Tag: neighborhood

When we adults were kids, our mother’s would push us out of the house and say, "Go find a friend. Be home by dinner." And we did. It was in our neighborhood we met friends. Then we went to grade school. We went through a bevy of best friends, but the cool thing was every year there would be a new one. After school, we’d go over to their house to play. Or they would come over to ours.

In junior high, there would be best friends waiting in every grade. Same thing in high school, only there would be even more friends, a gang of friends.