My college professor parents never got my eyes checked so I never got a hit in Little League. Later I discovered that I was 20/200+ in both eyes with heavy astigmatism and almost legally blind w/o glasses. My folks also brought common sense to first aid and used rubbing alcohol to treat cuts and scrapes.I remember the day I knew my vision was going. I was a pretty decent contact hitter when I was in youth baseball. I made the A squad when I was 11, with hopes of making the Cooperstown tournament team the next year. Well, first day of batting practice the following year I couldn’t hit lol. Couldn’t see the ball! Didn’t get glasses for another year or so. Needless to say, but I did not make the tournament team. ...

Growing up in a small city I was forced to play all my hockey games outside even if the pre-wind chill temps were 20 below. We were picked up and dropped off in an unheated van with no windows in the back. We got mild frostbite but no permanent damage. After the games we'd get ice cream. I'm not kidding.
My son only went to private schools and only lived in a house with his girlfriend in college. We sixties and seventies kids are much tougher, but I'm glad my son has had an easy life.