When I Was A Kid...
Myles Dannhausen Jr.
We were free to roam. It wasn't all that long ago, but when I was growing up in Egg Harbor, by the time I was 8 our days started by hopping on the bike first thing in the morning and ended when we returned at sunset. We roamed for miles, got into occasional trouble - more like mischief, as my mom would call it - played at one friend's house, then another, checking in rarely. If we wanted to check in, we might sheepishly ask to use the gas station's phone, or scrounge change for the payphone.
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rough a frightening mansion but
into a scary neighborhood as well. Such as Door County's largest
Haunted Attraction, which includes a Haunted Trail, a Mini-Corn Maze, a
Haunted Bus Ride, and a Haunted Mansion.
