Thank you so much for sharing such vivid and joyful memories
@Gayle B. —you really painted a beautiful picture of summer in the ’50s! Sewer lids as bases, marbles with a string boundary, and late nights under the streetlights—it all sounds like pure childhood magic.

Being the neighborhood marble champ is no small feat—go you!

Do you still have any of your winning marbles tucked away somewhere? And I love that even though H.O.R.S.E. was tricky at first, you always worked your way back into shape by summer’s end. That kind of determination is inspiring! Catching pollywogs and frogs sounds like such a carefree adventure—did you ever name any of your little catches before letting them go?