Grew up on a Missouri farm near a large woods where there were still timber wolves present. Small town USA. Everyone knew everyone. I could walk alone all over Main Street at 5 years old without fear of weirdos or someone calling the Social Services cause everybody did it and the adults all kept an eye out on whatever child was nearby. No car seats, no seat belts, rode in back of pickup laughing and bouncing, tall slides with those horrible hot sheets of Steele that burned your legs as you slid down with no side rail.....and I made it to be Senior Citizen status!