Epic Playgrounds: How One Dad Is Reinventing Where America Plays
Huffington Post - about 3 years
Do you remember the playground you used to go to as a kid?
Mine was at Abbey Lane elementary school in Levittown, New York. It was a massive wooden castle, complete with tiny hidden rooms throughout, a tire moat you could crawl through, and all sorts of twisty slides and bouncing bridges.
I loved that playground. I wanted my parents to take me there all the time. A modern-day adventure playground in Hackney, London (photo courtesy apesatplay.com)
Now I take my daughter to banal plastic structures that pale in comparison. So what happened in the years it took me to become an adult? Billy Jensen has a theory: we got scared. Back in the '60s, our playground crafters took a cue from Europe's and designed spaces unafraid to venture beyond the traditional four S's: slide, seesaw, swing, and sandbox. We had giant rocket ships, hinged robots, fabulous circus wagons, and more -- with all sorts of frills and thrills.
But they were too high. And too rough. Kids fell and broke bones.
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