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		By: Candice		</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2015 17:30:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10031&quot;&gt;Steve Riley&lt;/a&gt;.

It was a strange little camp, wasn&#039;t it?  I remember the outdoor bathrooms, or bath houses, with Boy-San on one, and Girl-San on the other. I asked my stepfather about the place and he said it was a camp, but was pretty vague.  Robin Wood!  I love knowing its name, and that I didn&#039;t dream it up because you were there, too.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10031">Steve Riley</a>.</p>
<p>It was a strange little camp, wasn&#8217;t it?  I remember the outdoor bathrooms, or bath houses, with Boy-San on one, and Girl-San on the other. I asked my stepfather about the place and he said it was a camp, but was pretty vague.  Robin Wood!  I love knowing its name, and that I didn&#8217;t dream it up because you were there, too.</p>
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		By: Candice		</title>
		<link>https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10032</link>

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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2015 17:27:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10030&quot;&gt;Elizabeth D&lt;/a&gt;.

Love you, Miss Paris-to-Edinburgh Gal!  Hope you and Stan are having a great time!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10030">Elizabeth D</a>.</p>
<p>Love you, Miss Paris-to-Edinburgh Gal!  Hope you and Stan are having a great time!</p>
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		By: Steve Riley		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Steve Riley]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2015 00:55:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up in the same area, in the same time, sharing the same streams and woods takes me back to a place I go in may dreams and day dreams.

I visited the little bridge and the grounds with the pool several times. We were told it&#039;s name was Robin Wood. I remember a friend and I worked one day with the owner. In exchange for helping with yard chores, he let us swim in the pool. 

It was a time in a rural area where I was free to explore, discover and find answers.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Growing up in the same area, in the same time, sharing the same streams and woods takes me back to a place I go in may dreams and day dreams.</p>
<p>I visited the little bridge and the grounds with the pool several times. We were told it&#8217;s name was Robin Wood. I remember a friend and I worked one day with the owner. In exchange for helping with yard chores, he let us swim in the pool. </p>
<p>It was a time in a rural area where I was free to explore, discover and find answers.</p>
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		By: Elizabeth D		</title>
		<link>https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10030</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Elizabeth D]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2015 13:57:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Love this! :)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Love this! 🙂</p>
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		By: Candice		</title>
		<link>https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10029</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Candice]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2015 20:20:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10028&quot;&gt;jeannine atkins&lt;/a&gt;.

In more rural areas, those kids are still making their own landscapes.  I love the boy who peers at things in your friend&#039;s yard, and follows dogs (I used to follow cats--they ditched me easily). Best of all, that child is satisfying his own curiosity by looking and peering and wandering, not flicking on Google to find an instant answer.  Kids are very good at finding answers these days.  They aren&#039;t so adept in searching for questions.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10028">jeannine atkins</a>.</p>
<p>In more rural areas, those kids are still making their own landscapes.  I love the boy who peers at things in your friend&#8217;s yard, and follows dogs (I used to follow cats&#8211;they ditched me easily). Best of all, that child is satisfying his own curiosity by looking and peering and wandering, not flicking on Google to find an instant answer.  Kids are very good at finding answers these days.  They aren&#8217;t so adept in searching for questions.</p>
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		By: jeannine atkins		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[jeannine atkins]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2015 02:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Oh, so much I like here, and reading as the crickets chirp by the porch, I feel like I&#039;m getting a beautiful though sad story. A friend tells me sometimes of a child who lives near her quite out in country, how he&#039;ll just show up in her yard peering at things, or lie on his back and look at the sky, or follow around dogs, and I love those stories, too. There are a few kids still out there. Thank you for recommending that Jay Griffiths book, which I think my friend will also like.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, so much I like here, and reading as the crickets chirp by the porch, I feel like I&#8217;m getting a beautiful though sad story. A friend tells me sometimes of a child who lives near her quite out in country, how he&#8217;ll just show up in her yard peering at things, or lie on his back and look at the sky, or follow around dogs, and I love those stories, too. There are a few kids still out there. Thank you for recommending that Jay Griffiths book, which I think my friend will also like.</p>
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		By: Candice		</title>
		<link>https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10027</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Candice]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2015 11:14:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10025&quot;&gt;Caroline McAlister&lt;/a&gt;.

Caroline, how nice of you to drop by!  The Jay Griffiths book is wonderful, so beautifully written in passages I have to put it down and close my eyes.  No vacation for us, but am looking forward to a few days in Shenandoah County (well north of Roanoke in the Valley) to my mother&#039;s family home. It&#039;s all cornfields and cattle and the most gorgeous scenery ever.  I won&#039;t run through the fields like a little kid, but I&#039;ll want to.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10025">Caroline McAlister</a>.</p>
<p>Caroline, how nice of you to drop by!  The Jay Griffiths book is wonderful, so beautifully written in passages I have to put it down and close my eyes.  No vacation for us, but am looking forward to a few days in Shenandoah County (well north of Roanoke in the Valley) to my mother&#8217;s family home. It&#8217;s all cornfields and cattle and the most gorgeous scenery ever.  I won&#8217;t run through the fields like a little kid, but I&#8217;ll want to.</p>
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		By: Candice		</title>
		<link>https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10026</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Candice]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2015 11:09:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10024&quot;&gt;Donna&lt;/a&gt;.

Yep, we were targets for mosquitoes, chiggers, rusty nails, thorns, poison ivy, and other hazards of running free outside, risks that made us realize, in our childlike way, that we didn&#039;t own or control the planet.  

The nature-deficient books are written by people like us, who had that glorious freedom and one-ness with place. Experts--and us non-experts--believe that freedom gives kids grit, something they will never achieve shut up in their rooms with computers, and, most important, empathy.  If we don&#039;t understand or care how the world works, right down to the smallest creatures and most common plants, we will lose it.  We&#039;re well on our way right now.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://candiceransom.com/blog/missing-the-children-of-summer/#comment-10024">Donna</a>.</p>
<p>Yep, we were targets for mosquitoes, chiggers, rusty nails, thorns, poison ivy, and other hazards of running free outside, risks that made us realize, in our childlike way, that we didn&#8217;t own or control the planet.  </p>
<p>The nature-deficient books are written by people like us, who had that glorious freedom and one-ness with place. Experts&#8211;and us non-experts&#8211;believe that freedom gives kids grit, something they will never achieve shut up in their rooms with computers, and, most important, empathy.  If we don&#8217;t understand or care how the world works, right down to the smallest creatures and most common plants, we will lose it.  We&#8217;re well on our way right now.</p>
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		By: Caroline McAlister		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Caroline McAlister]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2015 00:57:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I love this essay.  Need to read the Jay Griffiths book.   Am on Vacation at a place on Long Island where my husband came every year as a kid and got to wander and play outdoors.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this essay.  Need to read the Jay Griffiths book.   Am on Vacation at a place on Long Island where my husband came every year as a kid and got to wander and play outdoors.</p>
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		By: Donna		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Donna]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2015 23:48:05 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My childhood was much like yours - down to the games we played, the building of forts, and the open exploration of a land that was ours. Recently, my 18 year old son played with friends by the river and came home with insect bites . . . sand fleas.  He&#039;d never had any such experience.  When I was little, we were always chewed up by something because we played outside all day and into the early evening. I do lament to loss of such childhood freedoms and the opportunities to become confident. But I do also wonder - does lingering over the past prevent me from living fully in the present?  Can I celebrate the past and still embrace this moment and the way things are today?  I sure hope so.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My childhood was much like yours &#8211; down to the games we played, the building of forts, and the open exploration of a land that was ours. Recently, my 18 year old son played with friends by the river and came home with insect bites . . . sand fleas.  He&#8217;d never had any such experience.  When I was little, we were always chewed up by something because we played outside all day and into the early evening. I do lament to loss of such childhood freedoms and the opportunities to become confident. But I do also wonder &#8211; does lingering over the past prevent me from living fully in the present?  Can I celebrate the past and still embrace this moment and the way things are today?  I sure hope so.</p>
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