fotno
Lunatic Member
...That was when a teacher had permission to swat you if you got out of line and you had to be at least 20 blocks away from home before neighborhood mothers didn't know your name. First and lastRC
When I was in high school I rode with a neighbor's son back and forth to school. One day I decided I'd sneak a bummed cigarette in Craig's car on the way home, which was about a 15 mile trip.
My Mom met me at the door and asked; "Anything you'd like to tell me?" I knew enough to play dumb, but it got me no where. Before I could make it home that day, someone had called my Mom and told her they had seen me smoking a cigarette.
I was P.O'd at the time, but I look back now and realize that not only was my Mom concerned about my well being, so was one of the folks in our community. I treasure those memories, and thinking of the times my folks were worried about me, makes me miss my Mom and Dad even more.