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On a recent night Downtown, 8-year-old Domonic MacKellar, above, chased his shadow in a spotlight while waiting for the start of the film "Napoleon Dynamite" at Civic Plaza.
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When I was a child, the rule was simple. I was always to be home when the automatic street lights came on in the evening. It was a rule my friends and I pushed to the limit most nights, spending every last moment of daylight playing games on cool Albuquerque summer evenings.
The block I grew up on in the Northeast Heights was always full of children of all ages. It seemed every block in the neighborhood was the same way.
Drive those same streets today and where have the kids gone?
On a recent night Downtown, 8-year-old Domonic MacKellar, above, chased his shadow in a spotlight while waiting for the start of the film "Napoleon Dynamite" at Civic Plaza.
MacKellar and his mother were Downtown on Thursday evening for the Independent Film Channel's Free Film Fest. They were among the very few who came out of their homes for the show.
Childhood doesn't seem to last very long these days, so spending another evening inside talking on cell phones and playing video games online seems like a waste of precious time.
I long for the days of riding bikes in the street and playing hide-and-seek with the neighbors, and I mourn that kids today seem too preoccupied to get outside and chase every last moment of daylight.
