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I remember it too

The best of times cause you had no worries, only how the hell do I get rid of this mullet and pink baseball bat?

That's me on the left

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you were a good looking kid Cougar. I was too.

Had a great childhood. Well there were some unpleasantness and difficulty. But the joy you found in things, the optimisms and faith in the future, in the world. All seems so far removed.
Still wouldn't want to live through any of it again.
 
I remember starting a gang. it was a neighborhood gang full of little white boys like me. most of us were like 10 years old or so. Everyone wanted to be in it, b/c we had nothing else to do. everyone spent their summer trying to work their way up to a better position in the gang. we would have them do cool things like climb scaffolding, steal, throw rocks at each other etc... whoever won or did the best moved up.
I had a neighbor who accused me of slashing his tires, which i didn't do, and they even called the cops and had them come to my house. So after that, me and the gang turned on them. we would take dumps in their pool, egg their car, throw rocks at their front door, stand in front of their driveway when they were trying to leave and other cool stuff like that.

Once school started again, the gang pretty much broke up b/c everyone got bored with it.

It was pretty tame stuff really, but that was a fun summer.
 
I'm being 100% serious, Toronto was a great place to be a kid in the 1970's and 80's.

I grew up in Rexdale, BEFORE the Jamaicans started all the gun bullshit.

Rexdale was Italian & British, with some Germans and other Europeans mixed in for good measure.


Yeah I grew up in Brampton. I do not now think of Brampton as a beautiful place but it was a great childhood. Suburbia can work for children. Safe, lots of other kids, plenty of space for farting around - but still close to the city to experience the different things offered there from time to time.

Plus I was lucky enough to have great parents who may not be perfect but always did their best. It doesn't really matter where you are - if you've got sick toxic parents, that will fuck up a childhood.

I remember one summer we had a whole Olympics. A bunch of us organized a series of events that took place all over the suburb spread over a couple weeks. We had tennis and we created a high jump set-up and we had different running races at a local high school track. Bike races of course. We were always bombing around on bikes. Swimming.

Wholesome shit.


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Of course we could be little ratbags too.
 
I would. Take me back there right now.

Yup. I'll wait in a really long line to get back to my childhood. Those were the best of times by far.

Capture the flag for hours in the middle of the woods. Discovering girls at summer camp. Spending time with my Dad in Little League. Action Park in New Jersey. The anticipation of Return of The Jedi opening in theaters. Sleigh riding. All of the laughter.

My parents divorced when I was 15 and that was very heavy but I had a great childhood.