The city limits once ran across a large hill above our home. It was marked by a barbwire fence. We would make peanut butter sandwiches, a small jug of water with a package Root beer Fizzies. Off we would go up the hill and out across the large plain towards a watertower about four miles north. Short little five year old legs make for a long day walking. We would joke that we had gone to Canada and back when we got home. Canada is actually about 45 miles. Ducks, salamanders, frogs, garter snakes, grasshoppers, Blue sky, a deer or two, and on a good hike a red fox would dash away. Now how many of you remember Fizzies? Now the above mentioned water tower is about 4 miles inside all the houses which now possess our former playground.