Probably some have you had a broken bone in your youth.  I broke my right arm twice playing street games.

 

The first time I was playing with those  segments of  large concrete sewer pipes that were on the street waiting to be installed.  We stood  up on the pipes and rolled them.  I fell and a pipe rolled over me. I was 9 years old

 

The second time it was broken in a game called chains.  There were two teams.  On time would stand in a line with their hands locked together in a chain  while the other team, one at a time, charged and tried to break the chain.  My arm broke.  I was 10 years old.

 

Since both breaks took place at about the same location on Franklin Avenue, a  bronze plaque was mounted on the street  to honor my sacrafice to Bronx games.  Don't bother looking for it because a few years later when the trolley tracks were removed, my plaque disappeared.