A LONG TIME ago, when the earth was still green — sorry, wrong story. Let me start again.
When I was young, and it indeed was a long time ago, kids used to be allowed to be kids. I remember growing up in Terrace and later in Prince Rupert, and being able to run around, ride my bike for miles, and no one really worried much about it at all.
I was able to climb hillsides, climb old water towers, tramp across shorelines and tread on slippery rocks overlooking rapids, walk along railway tracks and over railway bridges, trying to beat the trains before they got there, most of the time succeeding.
Taking the bus into town from our home several miles away, and staying in town until late, going to a show, getting the last bus out of town.