I remember jumping onto my dukes of hazard big wheel and riding up to the local park. I was four to six years old. Mom and dad didn’t worry about kidnappings or child molesters. Was it because they weren’t around or because technology didn’t keep us as informed? Everyday you hear about some new tragedy that just makes you sick to your stomach. Your first question is always “where were the parents” and “what kind of person would do this?”
Where are the parents? The same place as ours were, or do they just not care, or just don’t think it won’t happen to them?
As a worrying parent of an eight year old boy, I don’t like him in my own yard where I can’t see him, let alone letting him just take off on his bike. We now live in a world of locked doors and bars on windows. So from one worried set of parents to another, lock your doors, keep an eye on your kids because………..Times, they are a changin’.