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July 18, 2014

Our parents generally sent us outside after breakfast, with the understanding that we would not be back until lunch unless emergency services were required (and on the rare occasions they were, our parents were extremely annoyed).  This was the case both at home and in Maine, where they would often drop us off at the beach or in Bar Harbor for several hours. We were never scared to be alone, or worried that some hideous fate might befall us.  In those days, we walked to school through the woods and never thought a thing of it.  We were free range.