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The cousin lived next door and they became like brothers. They crossed blood-fingers in a pact and spent time playing in and out doors. The older brother was getting so he didn't want to consort with his younger brother and was finding his own band of brothers. Richard, his cousin, was about the same age. They both played musical instruments and would play for the parents. The cousin played a trombone, the boy played the clarinet. They used his backyard as a vast playground for Tonka toys like dump trucks and cranes. They made a satirical magazine by cutting out pictures from Look, Life and other popular magazines of the day and making-up funny captions. Richard loved the incidental music from Peer Gynt, Opus 23 and would play that all the time as they lay in his bunkbed. Then he would play a narration of Tom Sawyer and the two would go out later and enact the characters. They were truly clever as kids.

The cousins and older brother and the boy hung together for a period of time. They put on circuses for the parents. They put a carnival on for the neighborhood kids. They made a movie staring the older brother as a cowboy hero. The boy was the drunk and the cousin Richard played the villain. They played a lot of board games like Monopoly and Uncle Wiggly. Clue and Sorry.

Then one day they decided to turn against the boy, as the youngest. They made up songs to taunt him and treated him very poorly. They exaggerated his gestures. He finally complained to the older brother when he was in the bathtub and the older brother sincerely listened and told him to shake it off so he did. They started to break up as a gang after that. He had his friends up Hall Drive that he hung around through high school. The brother and cousins had their own communities of friends.

In the summers he signed up for little league baseball. The teams were named after professional teams like the Giants, Yankees, and Cardinals. He was a pretty good hitter. He could hit line drives and one season kept a record of all his at-bats and strikouts. He had a rummy arm but threw one guy out at home plate with a long, looping throw from right field. He watched as if it were slow motion as the ball came to the catcher right before the runner slid into the ball. If a ball was hit too high and far he had trouble finding the right spot to run to in order to catch it and it usually ended up being a home run for the batter. He also played flag football and plenty of basketball during those seasons. Sports is what most of the boys did. If they weren't playing it they were watching it, collecting cards, playing board games, going to actual games or talking about it. Boy culture during the 50's and 60's. They were also interested in war and battles. Books too, science fiction and adventure books like Hortato Hornblower and the Hardy Boys.

Space was a great place for boys.

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