The day we should have climbed the hill

Back when I was a kid, most children spent their time outside playing. That was just how childhood worked in those days. There were no computers, and sitting inside watching television was rarely allowed — especially on days when my mom had just mopped and waxed the floors. One afternoon when I was about 10 or 11 years old, that reality led to an adventure I have never forgotten. A neighbor near our house had about 40 to 50 acres of land. Back in the woods was a trail we proudly called the bicycle trail. It stretched about a quarter...

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