"Treasures, Travels & Tales" is a half hour television program that as the name plainly suggests, is broken up into three magically different segments. The show is broadcast over 50 times a week on 25+ regional stations throughout Western New York!
Believe it or not, the stories you'll find here are all true. Yes, ALL OF THEM. To say that I had an eventful and full childhood would be an understatement. Sometimes, I have to ask myself if I indeed, lived all of this. But I did. See, things were different when I (we... over 40's folks) grew up. So different. So, so different... that it's almost unrecognizable from the way things are now. As I sit here writing this, on a bucolic, comfy and bright Saturday morning in a suburban enclave, that I know... I KNOW... is just brimming with children of all ages... I hear nothing from my open window facing the street. It's 10:30 in the morning on a Summer Saturday kids! Where are you?! But there's not a peep outside! Well, except for peeping of the birds and a slight, cool breeze coming in from the window not even a few feet directly in front of me. Do you know what I would have heard back when I grew up? Kids! Babies... Teenagers... LOUD, NUTTY, BEAUTIFULLY BOUNTIFUL LIFE!!! Kids of all ages playing together OUTSIDE! How did we get here? Where is everyone? There must be a hundred houses in this Burton-esque cul-de-sac! But sadly, there's not a kid to be found on this (or any other) Saturday morning in the middle of Summer. So, what had happened to Childhood? I was so lucky to be part of the last generation to experience a classic childhood before the world truly and irrevocably changed. And no, (in my belief) this change has not been for the better. In any way. I guess you could say I was a "free-range" kid! All I was obligated to do... was to let my parents know (mostly) where I was going and to make sure I came home when the street lights came on. And then, I could stay within my immediate neighborhood. Don't gasp in horror... It was awesome! And I am who I am today partially because of these experiences and all that they taught me about people and the world in general. That was about it. Nice! Huh? Yeah! It was wonderful! And my need for exploration and adventure was probably born during those years where the world was ripe for exploration and learning and all the lessons and adventure and trials and tribulations that went along with it. I hope you enjoy these, because there's an endless supply of them that I'll be telling you over the years. Thanks for visiting and please come back often for as many stories as I can find the time to tell from my Free-Range Childhood. -AA
I was eight years young when I joined a joined a local town Soccer team. We would meet up on a hill behind our school every Sunday afternoon to discuss the game from the day before and get our first practice in for the coming week's game. Most of the time, all the parents would stick around gossiping with each other while we were put through our paces. One Sunday afternoon, my mother had some emergency errands to run for the family business and my father had to work. After a long discussion, my parents decided that since my dad had to work and couldn’t be there that this time, for the first time, they would trust me on my own at practice. As soon as we arrived at the school, my mother walked me up the hill and handed me off to the coach and explained the situation. The agreement we came to was as follows...
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