@Mame,
That's it mame.
It sounds contrived, and self important. Something for the parents to call it, so everyone knows they are doing this for their kids.
There weren't any kids were I lived, but I managed to get most places on my bike.
Contrary to popular belief, child abductions, accidents, etc. were not unknown in those ancient times.
Now that you've brought up your "come to think of it" Mame, I've just realized something...
A lot of people say how today is "a different world", where more dangers abound, and kids can't just roam free until the street lights came on. Like it is a point of pride to some people that they could go to bed at night and leave their front door unlocked. (which by the way is really moronic. What kind of person, specifically a father or mother, would leave a front door unlocked, especially when going to bed for the night. give me a break)
Honestly? The area where I grew up is a LOT more safe today than when I was a kid. Then, as now, the summer brought in a lot of weekenders from the city. Unidentifiable people who were there for the day and then were gone.
I wish I had a nickel for every time some grown man who was a fine upstanding citizen, and a great husband and father, got a couple too many cold ones in him on a hot day, and decided oogling adolescent girls was ok.
Last year I traveled up that way, and I could see a lot more safety measures in place. Which is a good thing, in itself, but, if there are more safety measure, shouldn't kids feel MORE free to move about at will?
I dunno, if you had half a brain, you just learned to keep away from stangers, don't fall for the "nice man with candy" crap, and made sure to glance behind you once in a while. You locked your front door, and, when you were finally old enough to drive, the first thing you did when you got in the car was lock the door.
Wasn't being paranoid, just realistic, and taking precautions.
Not saying that was this great thing, but at the time it didn't stand in the way of going about your kid business.
play dates....just sound so....wussy.
You wanted to go play with someone? Then go.
I did get driven to my friend Sharons house, because it was farther, and a more complicated, trip than I could make without my own car.