Man, you nailed this. Brought me back to my mother’s kitchen eating pork chops and applesauce at breakneck speed so we could go out and play without helmets or bug spray. My mother whistled when it was time to come home.
This makes me ponder how protected kids are nowadays from basic things kids need to learn to anticipate dagers: climbing trees, calling each other names, falling off their bikes, and the like. There's something missing in today's virtual worlds.
I feel like I should be watching Walter Chronkite sign off now.
He was a big jazz fan.
I never knew that, kool! thanx
Man, you nailed this. Brought me back to my mother’s kitchen eating pork chops and applesauce at breakneck speed so we could go out and play without helmets or bug spray. My mother whistled when it was time to come home.
Loved this essay.
You have surpassed yourself, Bret. This is one of your great essays. The truth rings like a solid C minor.
This makes me ponder how protected kids are nowadays from basic things kids need to learn to anticipate dagers: climbing trees, calling each other names, falling off their bikes, and the like. There's something missing in today's virtual worlds.