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ATTENTION___ ATTENTION! Who can remember playing kick the can because it was fun,or throwing rocks across the river just to see if you could,and how about skipping rocks across the river or any pond just to see how many skips you could make.How about taking an old bicycle rim and toss it forward with a spin so it would roll back to you. Rideing a bicycle with only one tire or just on the rims with no brakes.Rock fights, Climbing the biggest pine tree you could find and climb as high as you could,and then start swaying backwards and forth. How about pulling the biggest tree that you could pull over and hold and then ask some small person to hold it for you and not to let go,and you let go.Climb an Apple Tree and shake all the apples off. Playing marbles. These are some of the boyhood things that I can remember. Sometimes I wish I was little again!

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