Every evening in the summer all the kids gathered in Terry Heller's yard to play needle tag. That was 4 houses down from ours in our Spring Park neighborhood. Needle tag involves freezing when you get tagged, with your feet spread apart. To get unfrozen, another kid has to crawl through your legs. When everyone's frozen, the last one frozen becomes "It". That's all there is to it, and yet, we played with such joy, such free abandon every night. It was so democratic. Everyone played, and you didn't have to be athletic to have fun.
Finally, we would hear our dad's piercing whistle calling us home when it got dark. Game over. See you again tomorrow night.
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