Come with me now, back in time, back before the Internet. I'm talking about way back, back before Nintendo or Sega, herpes or AIDS, school shootings or political correctness.
When you could buy stuff from the store without safety caps and hermetic seals, because no one had to worry about being poisoned by a perfect stranger.
I'm talking about back to homemade ice cream on a Sunday afternoon, hide-and-seek, Simon says, red-light-green-light, climbing trees and making forts.