I was a boy In Brooklyn?

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It seems hard for people to believe this statement more and more and a vaguely remember bits and pieces of stories if my time there. In today's day and age ( I am on the back side of 50) being 0-7 in Brooklyn, New York does not conjure up any feelings of grand allusion  or well being, Hell all I mostly remember is the trouble I got into, well mostly the punishment for the trouble, and certain parts of the move to Staunton Illinois.

One day that really sticks out in my mind was  when a couple of buddies and I decided that the playground area was a shambles as it always was because of the other kids, so we would do everyone one a favor and fix it up a bit.

Some of my readers will likely know what I am referring to when I say certain phrases not that it's a code or anything but you'll see. We voted that the wood chips that were down around the swings were getting a bit wore out so we decided to replace those, I think the idea that it was ok for them to be worn, they were just a early attempt at safety standards in the 1950's never once crossed our mind.

Pete went to get the dumpster, as it was just emptied and not chained back the to pipe that usually held it into place. Mary and I both took a coal shovel we got from the boiler room, (I was the super's kid). We then had this bright ides to scoop all the bark up spray it all down with a hose, drain the water then dump this wonder half a gallon of the brightest orange paint I could find in the storeroom.

Worked like a charm, but now how was we going to get the wet gooey brightly barks out of the tub and back under the swings? The paint was still wet, the sun was setting, our ma's were calling, (and when they called we went RUNNING)

You can all guess what happened, the paint solidly hardened the wood particles into the bottom of the dumpster, the broken window to the storeroom was discovered and  a bunch of friends got to be in trouble as they call it now a day.

Good ole mischief has been replaced by gangs and violence. Is it because there is more to do now, the toys are more expensive, drugs are an everyday occurrence in everyone's lap?

Today we have all right fighting over "HotFriday:  trampling employees to death. Injuring others. It's not worth it people! If you ask me do away with this jungle mentality of pushing and shoving, send tickets in the mail, stores make sure there are enough on had in order to have such a large scale magnitude.

The fine sales people are there to try and help you get what you want many working split shifts over 20Hrs a day. The companies give a shit if they are ok they just want numbers!

I Know I worked at one of these vultures for 5 years, the manager is there for the direction fillings associates heads with empty promises of large paychecks. Distribution sending 4 of an Item they know will sell 1000. Loss Leader, look it up,