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4meAndyou · F
I used to play with a group of boys when I was about 5 or 6. They ALWAYS wanted to play cowboys and Indians, and they would run around pretending to shoot guns, and I would pretend I was an Indian and the bare earth area under the hemlock tree in my back yard was my "teepee". Basically, I was playing "house" but "outside" house. No one was allowed to come in unless they used "the door", which was two small saplings growing side by side in the front of my "teepee".
We all loved to climb trees, and we loved to tramp through the woods behind my house and pretend there was a bear cave there...where a tree had become uprooted and had fallen down.
There was a very old Italian man who spoke no English a few lots over behind my house, and he tended a greenhouse. We used to love going over there to bother him...he was fascinating, for some reason...🤣
We all loved to climb trees, and we loved to tramp through the woods behind my house and pretend there was a bear cave there...where a tree had become uprooted and had fallen down.
There was a very old Italian man who spoke no English a few lots over behind my house, and he tended a greenhouse. We used to love going over there to bother him...he was fascinating, for some reason...🤣
Primnproper · 56-60, F
@4meAndyou sounds like you had great fun.👍