Imps are born and not made. Being an imp these days is a far more
difficult thing than in the time prior to WWII. Those earlier
pre-war days are reported in this book. Today's imps require
medical advise, appropriate dampening pills, and an entirely
different form of discipline, perhaps even psychiatric treatment.
Nothing seems so unwanted in modern times as a full-fledged imp of
any age. Being an imp in a small western railroad town (Sparks,
Nevada) in the twenties and thirties of the previous century
offered a wide range of puckish opportunities and freedoms. Somehow
it was expected that the young were to be adventurous and create
various minor problems which the adult world of the time seemed
able to take in stride. The one thing we didn't do, in my day, was
report on our 'adventures' to our parents. It was our sincere
belief that the less they knew about the risks we took, the more
serene their existence, and also ours. Of course, with the
small-town gossip network operating at full-bore, our parents knew
much more than we thought they did. The inherent blessing was that,
in most cases, they shrugged their shoulders, credited our
activities to youth and only interfered when serious injury or
mayhem might result. We owe them a great debt - - allowing us to
learn from our own experiences.
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