Tree houses are one of idyllic childhood symbols. A special place, away from parents and school, that is just your own. It’s not hard to see why it’s an idea that’s persisted for generations. But actually building the tree house isn’t kids’ work.
I always wanted a tree house, but my dad never built one. So my brother & I just played in the three trees in our backyard. We imagined they were so many different things. Way better then any tree house.
Ever since I read Swiss Family Robinson, as a child, I wanted to live in a tree house. My favorite spot to go was high up in the Dogwood tree that grew beside our old house in Wyckoff, NJ. I still love tree houses and climbing trees.