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Grew up in a small town. Lots of kids in the neighborhood. I used to tag along with the older ones to the corner store, which was actually about four blocks (a quarter mile or so) away. Two places where you have to turn, or you will get lost. One street to cross that was too busy for a little kid to be crossing alone.
When I was three, I walked to the store alone to buy some penny candy. (atomic fire balls, swedish fish, and tootsie rolls for a penny!) I found out years later that the store owner, who knew my parents, called my mom and let her know where I was. Then I walked home.
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