I can remember sitting on my neighbor Freddy Tokar's back porch as a 6 year-old, enduring his showing me his collection of BB cards, and recognizing only Mickey Mantle among the names and stats he knew by heart.
What I was REALLY hanging around for was when Freddy and his sister had to go in after the streetlights came on to take their baths, and then running out to their glass picture window and shoving their naked butts against it, with their angry Mom following close behind and glaring at me while she strapped 'em both with one of their Dad's belts!