Childhood Adventures

Father's Day hardware.....

True story. When I was five-years old my mom got me dog tags - name, phone number and address. Those dog tags insured adventure. I believed I could now go anywhere with confidence. And so I did. We lived in the inner city of Kansas City and I took myself on a long walking adventure. When it started to get dark, and it was about this time of the year, I walked up the stairs to a house, and as I was told to do I knocked on the door and asked if I could call home. I let my mom know I was okay, and with some directions, I walked back home a couple of miles away.