My brother and I were quite lucky to grow up surrounded by tons of children our age. Most Friday nights our parents would get together for cocktails at one of their friends houses. There would be eight or nine couples and all their children. When the cocktail party was at our house my father would set up a card table in the garage for all the kids with cokes and snacks and we were pretty much banished to the outside. We loved to play a game called “Sardines”. We’d give an “it” person about 3 minutes to hide in the yard while we all stayed in the garage. Then we’d yell “Sardines” and we’d all take off trying to find the “it” person. If you found the “it” person you’d nonchalantly sneak into their hiding place with them. The last person to find everyone would be “it” the next time. One time about seven of us were in an azalea hedge, trying to be quiet when my father came outside to pee. He started to pee in our hedge. This provided hours of amusement for all the kids (except my brother – who was mortified).
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