Aren't you so happy you grew up when you did? I think about that so much now—about how lucky we were. We were the last generation to be "feral", out in the fresh air to fend for ourselves. You were an entrepreneur at a young age! I didn't begin earning money until I started cutting grass when I was ten or so. I think the going rate back then was $5 per yard. I thought I was rich! Lol. Thanks for sparking these memories, Nancy! Hugs to you!