This thread has evoked so many sweet memories:
Hopscoth, double dutch, jumping rope, skinned knees and elbows, perfecting my cartwheels and hand stands on the grass. Teaberry, Beemans, and Black Jack gum, Chuckles candy, the penny candy store where my sister and I would drive the poor owner batty picking out our favorites: candy necklaces, dots (the candy on the long strip of paper) bullseyes (caramel and marshmallow center), candy cigarettes, and licorice whips.
Sunday drives with my Dad and Grandma, topped with a visit to Foster Freeze for a soft ice cream cone. Going to the forest preserve with my Dad in the fall to gather all the pretty leaves, and then spilling them on the living room rug to show my Mom each and every one :D
The excitement of picking out back to school supplies. Cherry Cokes at the soda fountain in Walgreens, Woolworths, or Kressge's.
Catching fire flies on those hot, humid evenings. Burning leaves (love that smell) with my Grandpa behind the garage. Pinching snapdragons to make them "bite". Making a doll bed or car from Quaker Oats containers. Burning my tongue on roasted marshmallows. Feeling perfectly safe riding my bike around town, or taking the bus across town when I was nine :!:
There are countless more but this is enough...good times :wink: