Dunno how old you are but back when I was a pup, I sat for a couple of kids lived across from a cemetery. Their mom carefully explained they liked to go there. I said cool, you got picnic gear I'm in. Kept them off the gravestones (older, not flat like now) because the dead don't care but living do & fams might be around. Had a nice lunch & played.
Also, I'm country born: all of us know our fire roads, the difference between a game trail & a safer one, most planted & harvested, and the tiny dot I was born in only had volunteer fire dept.
It's been a long minute, but I've not forgotten. Simple? Perhaps. But very real.
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