I was just jokin' with my mom the other day that if the fairys today would've seen us kids growing up they'd have takin me away, locked her up and threw away the key.
Since around age 5 or 6 me and my cousin would leave the house in the morning and run around the woods and farm all day unattended cutting trees, building forts, making trails, chasing wild animals and all the other good stuff a 6yo "mountain man" can get into.
A little older and we worked the farm baling hay, picking corn, harvesting grain, fixing fence, chasing cows and all kinds of other work they'd crucify my parents and grandpap for today.
We all had our share of cuts, bruises and broken bones but hey thats life.
I think it made us all strong, tough, proud, respectful and self-reliant and I wouldn't trade my upbringing for any other.