Kids in my Portland, Ore., neighborhood, including me, heard that from our moms in the mid-1960s. But not too often. We usually were already out the door. We'd play all day, staging mock battles with toy guns, riding bikes and shooting hoops in someone's driveway. In the summer we took a break for dinner and then went back out until dark. These images from Wenatchee (above) and Waterville in north-central Washington remind of that era. I'm thankful we didn't have social media and smartphones to distract us.
