With a lot of unprogrammed playtime, my friends and I spent hours lying in the grass while looking above at interesting cloud formations. I wanted to be IN the sky and fly with the birds.
The Brooklyn Dodgers and the New York Yankees played in the 1955 World Series. I wanted the Dodgers to win, but couldn't listen to the games on our radio, since school was in session. Mrs. Wignall, Principal at Anderson Elementary, was nice enough to walk down the halls, reporting game updates.
Holidays, birthdays and other important happenings were intergenerational, and took place in our homes. It was a rare occurrence to meet elsewhere. Sometimes the food was elaborate and sometimes simply prepared - it didn't matter - just so we could all be together.
If we weren't swimming at the pool, beach or Cow Creek, playing under the hose was thought special. The hose was hung over our backyard clothesline and we ran under the water. It was like a magnet. Neighborhood persons and pets soon arrived and were greeted with squirts of water.