This is so great!! You’ve opened up a flood of memories that have been locked up for years. Dirt bombs, rock fights, BB-guns, sling shots, carpet guns, snow-ball fights(a piece of ice or a rock inside was optional), “forts” in the lots or behind the billboards, gang fights, “mickie”(potato) roasts on a summer night in the lots… My god, how did we ever survive this “right of passage”??? Those experiences of my youth in good old Flatbush were to prepare me for the tough years that lay ahead both in the military and in the business world. Thanks for the memory….