Neighbor Boy Games
I moved into an apartment building with my mom after she and my dad divorced. I was 14 years old at the time, and there weren’t any other kids my age to play with. There where some 16 and 17 year olds who didn’t seem too interested in hanging out with me, and some 10 and 11 year olds who where more then happy to play with an older kid. Craig was an 11-year old who made it clear that he was actually 11 1/2, but closer to 12. According to our birthday’s, when he turned 12, I’d still be 14-years old for 42 days before I’d turn 15. During that first summer, I could count on one hand the number of times that Craig wore a shirt or shoes. At first, I thought that …