As a kid, we lived on a small farm in eastern Kansas, where I literally had no playmates. My play consisted of doing little farm chores (gathering eggs, feeding chickens, etc.) and adventuring with my dog along a small creek in a dense woods on the backside of our farm.
I was free to roam the countryside and free to use my imagination. Now that I am
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