Child Play Then.

I remember all of them. Thanks David.

@bob-jackman Me too Bob!

Me too !! And we found out that if we rubbed wax paper on that metal slide it was faster. 
steve

I remember them all too.....and the red horse!  Man we used to get that nag rockin'!  A neighbor kid broke his leg on it.

Then there was the playground folklore about the kid who got the swing going so high he did a loop da loop!  I believed that for years!

I wish I had a picture of our playground monkey bars.  How many times I banged my head going up and down.  I think Of all the lumps on my head I had. Hanging upside down from the top with nothing but the ground below.  Not to mention the cement at the corners holding it in the ground.  
The thrill of being airborne jumping off the swing. Trying to hang on the merry go round with your feet hanging off and letting go of the teeter totter when you had your friend in the air. We were mean little kids. I still wish I could have a game of railins. In the dark running thru the neighborhood trying to find the kids from the other team.  Running after them and grabbing or tackling them and screaming railins one two three as they beat the crap out of you trying to get away. I had a girl bite me once. And no one got killed. 

Good memories of those. My group of guys discovered pole vaulting at an early age. We practiced in a lot where the poles were aluminum and the pit was just sand. Once in high school the poles were Swedish steel for a short time - it was when they were transitioning to fiberglass. They called them whip sticks and many participants said they should be illegal. The pits were now foam rubber but I still have ankle problems to the day from falling into hard sand and spraining ankles a hundred times. 

My brothers and I were always jumping of the swings.  One time I landed on wet grass and ended up on  my back knocking the air out of me.  

Going up the slide the wrong way was a rite of passage!

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Going up the slide the wrong way was a rite of passage!

TELL ME about it! They made me do it  -  on ROLLER skates!!  

In the Adirondacks our playground was twenty acres of forest (ours), a river, streams, ponds, and deserted homesteads in the woods.  The possibilities were endless.