We used to leave the house in the morning, eat lunch at whomever’s house we were playing at when lunch time occurred (as long as our mothers phoned each other), and show up (grimy) for dinner. Ah, the 50s. We didn’t know it was a cultural high point.
I remember those days. And the only days we weren’t out was due to illness than our Mom let us watch everyone play through the window. If it snowed here, ice in TX; we slid our ways to everyones houses.