It was one of those warm Fall days that reminds you of summer, but not so much you wish it was cooler. It was a day to be boys.

They were boys being boys on a playground and on a path in a small city.

The fountain dyed blue, they pretended it was a monster and threw rocks at it.

Running in the tunnel under the road, into the dark and then into the light again.

Laughing as they ran up metal ladders and slid down slides and then climbed them the wrong way.

Dirty knees, blistered palms, Star Wars themed battles and superhero rescues.

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Written by Lisa R. Howeler

As a writer, photographer and former journalist, Lisa R. Howeler writes a little bit about everything on her blog Boondock Ramblings. She's a wife and a mother and enjoys a good John Wayne movie and a cozy Jan Karon book. She's also a freelance writer and photographer who is a contributor to various stock agencies, including Lightstock and Alamy. Her photography work focuses on documentary and photojournalism.