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No Child Left Alone?

When I was growing up in Washington, DC in the 1970s, I spent most of the hot, humid summers exploring my neighborhood, kicking around my elementary school playground, and walking neighbors dogs at the local park across the street from my house. Except for quick meals, I was rarely home between 9am and full dark. Wherever I happened to spend my days, my mom was not there with me. She had four kids and a …