“Dinner was always between 5 p and 5:15p ....you better be on time.”
“Around supper my Dad would whistle when the food was ready. Dad could whistle louder than anyone I knew, I swear you could hear him three blocks away. So one of my friends would poke me in the ribs and say ‘your dad’s calling you’ and I’d go eat.”
My friends and I would either be playing back in the swamp, or baseball in someone’s yard (or the street), or after dark some sort of hide and seek type game. Could always tell when it was dinner time for my one friend, or time for him to get home and ready for bed, because his mom would ring a bell that could be heard at the farthest reaches of our play area. That was Todd Beamer’s mom, lol!