Playing outside for hours by yourself with not a toy of any kind in sight...and being happy doing it?
When if you got in trouble at school, the principal was within his rights to paddle your bottom, and then you got it again when you got home! Same thing applied to the neighbors...(Isn't it amazing that we not only survived "being hit!" by the adults in our lives, but we actually came out of it being relatively productive adults?)
Ah....the days...sure do miss them!