Sad but very true we old farts grew up in simpler times and enjoyed much greater freedom at 9 and 10 years old I would disappear for hours and as long as I was home in time for dinner it was all good. On those couple times I did not make it home in time first was a stern conversation with mom and a warning that next time I would deal with my dad. I was rarely late for dinner after the conversation that was had between my backside and my father's hand .