Growing up a latchkey kid

Same here; that's one of my earliest memories, the other kids in school making fun of me because my mom worked, "Ladies don't work after they get married! Only daddies work! Your family's weird!" (It was in an area where almost all the men worked in the defense contracting cold war industry so they made enough money that their wives never had to work. My dad had the same job but too many girlfriends on the side to be able to support even one family.)

My activities were reading and TV; I didn't ride a bike and the nearest thing to walk to (45 min. in ea. direction) was a busy highway with liquor stores, auto repair places, etc. so nowhere I wanted to shop, so I stayed home usually.

Im sorry that happened to you. Mom was one of the few that worked too. That and she was single and most of the other Moms were married. Never got bullied for that though. I did go thru the usual attempts to bully me because of my height. Short people can be downright mean sometimes. :D

My thoughts on that have always been if youre that kind of person why would I want to be friends with you anyways. :D
Being an introvert has its advantages. Ive always been comfortable with my own company.
 

My brother and I were "latch key kids" when I was about 11 and he was 13. We came home and changed our clothes. I got on my bike and rode to the next door neighbor's house. My best friend and her brothers and sisters would play with me there. My brother stayed home and did whatever boys do. I would come back home in time to get supper started for my mom to finish it when she got home.
 
We were latchkey kids, as our parents always worked.
Our half-sisters eventually left to live with their father. That left me and my younger brother.
His school was closer to home, so, we both had keys to our house. I would start dinner for Dad, as he got home before Mom, and he wanted to eat right away.
 

can never remember being one and we did live in modest poverty in the back streets of our city. the downside for us eventually when war ended and dad was home working and mom also working we arrived home to our grandmother [lived with us] who never showed a murmur of love or kindness in her life?? [apologizes GM hope ya in the! hope ya in the heavenly realms now?]
 
I wasn't exactly a latchkey kid, in that during most of my childhood my mother didn't go elsewhere (out of our home) to work, but I was free to roam about alone all the time. So glad I was! I remember silly moments like lying under a bush looking at the sky and thinking--of what I don't recall, but I do remember feeling extremely happy.
 
I never had a house key but lived as a nine year old in the largest seaport in UK and could literally wander anywhere I wished - no family members knew where I was and I was indeed scoulded when returning late for what you now call dinner and we called tea? and they say we live in better times??????
 
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We must not have locked our door because I don't remember ever needing a key. What we did depended on the weather and our ages, in elementary school I can remember climbing trees, playing with the dog, being led astray by older brother into jumping off the shed (ok) and house (hurt a lot). In middle school I remember being at a neighbor kid's house and we were wearing 'run proof' hosiery and we shredded them trying to get them to run.

Also remember with a couple friends climbing into someone else's tree house to experiment with smoking cigarettes but then the boys whose tree house it was showed up and they yelled at us, which (probably because I had an older brother) didn't scare me but my friend was so scared she jumped out of the tree house and broke her arm.

Sometimes we walked along the train tracks, played with little snakes that the neighbor boys had, etc.

We spent time at the local strip mall doing things like buying a piece or candy, or an ice cream, or playing the nickel games -- I only remember the one that had a little gun to shoot at little targets (bad guys I think) at the bowling alley.

Considered dropping little rocks on cars driving below a bridge but luckily for all a police car drove by and used their loudspeaker to yell at us to get off the bridge.

In early High School I would mostly go for long walks but it was kind of a pain because the police stopped me so often to run my name through the runaway database (or whatever they had back in the late 60's). Later in High School I just spent time at friends' houses.

Oh and sex.
I love your final sentence: "Oh and sex."
 
I did go thru the usual attempts to bully me because of my height.
I got bullied for the opposite, being short. And we kids got weighed once a month in elementary school and I just dreaded that day so much because I always got bullied for weighing the least. Lol, then a few years later, all the gals were trying to weigh as little as they possibly could.
 
I got bullied for the opposite, being short. And we kids got weighed once a month in elementary school and I just dreaded that day so much because I always got bullied for weighing the least. Lol, then a few years later, all the gals were trying to weigh as little as they possibly could.

Its always something isnt it. Some people just cant be happy leaving other people alone.
Never got weighed but we had to kneel and if your skirt didnt touch the floor you got sent home.
In all my school pics Im always in the back row. With the boys. Guess who got sent home. #sigh :D
 


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