“Back in the early 1960s, when I was eight or nine. Some neighborhood boys and I saw a disc-shaped, windowless object that hovered, silent, then simply vanished. My parents said, "That's very nice" and ignored it, but I knew what I'd seen, and it was life-changing.” SaidParentBoysSawsNiceObjectsSilentEightNineLife ChangingNeighborhoodIgnored1960sVery NiceDiscs Author:Steven M. Greer
“The neighborhood children, of course, were forbidden by their parents to play with my little boy, Garth, so I finally got him a little kitten to play with. A couple of weeks later we found it on the porch with its neck wrung.” ChildrenLittlesPlayCoursesFoundParentBoysWeekAtheismCouplePositive AtheismNecksNeighborhoodForbiddenLittle BoysKittenPorch Author:Madalyn Murray O'Hair
“At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family. My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet. I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.” PeopleHeartHomeKidsUsedMotherNightFatherHurtTalkingBoysFireMy HeartQuietHundredMy FamilyTablesCalmDinnerSupposed To BePleasantNeighborhoodStomachLaughedHomeworkDinner TableClamorScarvesFireplacesCaleb Author:Veronica Roth
“I don't miss much about my childhood. I lived in a good neighborhood, a wacky neighborhood. It was a very boy-heavy neighborhood - kind of Lord of the Flies-y. So many weird things happened, funny things.” KindLordBoysHappenedChildhoodMissingHeavyThings HappenNeighborhoodFunny ThingsWeird ThingsWackyGood Neighbor Author:Justin Theroux
“BMX riding breaks down racial perceptions. Coming from New York City and being a BMX rider, that isn't something that's too common. I feel like for the longest time, I would ride through certain neighborhoods and people would call me a "white boy" because they associated white boys from California with BMX riding, and it bugs me so much because I'm completely not that. I completely don't fit that mold. It's really important for me to bring BMX riding to the masses and show people exactly what it is.” PeopleFeelsImportantShowsCertainWhiteCommonCitiesBoysBreakNew YorkFitPerceptionMassCaliforniaNeighborhoodCall MeNew York CityRidingBreaking DownBugsMoldRidersBmx Author:Nigel Sylvester
“In my old neighborhood, a boy stopped playing when he began to lose his pulse. And then he became the referee.” LosesBoysNeighborhoodPulseRefereeOld Neighborhood Book:Time Flies Source: Time Flies
“Hybart is a little community I grew up in, so it was just a wonderful time in those years. I was the youngest of about nine boys in the neighborhood and we played ball all the time, and I looked up to them and they let me play around with them, and we just had a good time.” YearsLittlesPlayCommunityBoysWonderfulGrewGrew UpLet MeBallsNineGood TimesNeighborhoodWonderful TimesHad A Good Time Author:Jeff Sessions