I grew up out in the country and had all my cousins to play with. We played "Simon Says", made paper dolls out of pages from the Montgomery Ward Catalog, layed on our backs in the yard in the summer and picked out shapes of all kinds of things from the clouds, scared each other with ghost stories at night. We listened to the coyotes howl across the fields at night and prayed we wouldn't have to go to the bathroom as it was a outhouse and it was so dark at night. We took our mom's old string mops and braided the strings and pretened they were movie stars. Oh what wonderful days those were. I think kids today really missed the best of times.