Photo Credit: Courtesy of David Coleman
The street lights start to blink awake as the sun slowly sets; there is just enough time to catch one of the early fireflies, or a quick game of hide-and-go-seek before the street lights declare it’s time for all kids to head home.
The moms of these kids don’t know exactly where their children are or what they are doing, but they do know that they will be home soon, and if they were up to something mischievous, a parent from the next street over will make a phone call and report any foul play.
For many, the above anecdote is a glimpse back to a childhood that doesn’t exist anymore, at least not without a scheduled play date and plenty of adult supervision. Gone are the days of saying goodbye to Mom in the morning and running out the door with a baseball glove, and--just in case--wearing swim trunks under your pants, pedaling a Huffy, or if you were lucky, a Schwinn, only to return before it was really dark.
