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When my son was 3, he thought that I had told him it was okay to walk up to a neighbors house. When I discovered he was missing, I, of course, panicked. I realized quickly that he must have walked up to the neighborhood kids house but I didn’t know where they lived. I ran across the street to my neighbor, Janet, who began calling the other neighbors up and down the street and a full-fledge search was on. Some people jumped in cars, others walked and others got on 3 wheelers and began combing the neighborhood.

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