Sliding down gravel piles, finding pretty rocks (and a few fossils) in those same gravel piles, holding the yardstick for Daddy to check the level of the smoothed off gravel piles, sitting in reclining lawn chairs on the back walk looking up at the stars, going across the street to Aunt Nettie's to watch Ben Casey on TV, slumber parties at friend's houses (& calling people on the phone to ask them if they had Prince Albert in a can...better let him out), riding my bike down Park Hill and walking it back up!