This is possibly the only phrase to have been bellowed by every parent since there has been an inside to go out of. What is out there? It is not difficult to imagine children returning to the stone hearths of antiquity; dirty-faced, tired, and ready for dinner, after having been out “there,” discovering whatever youthful mischief or adventure that can be conjured out of the minds of children. Our progeny have gone outside to play, reluctantly or with wild enthusiasm, to find their friends, or themselves; to define their social order, or sometimes to just to run through the sprinkler, since the beginning of time itself. Whatever the reason, every parent, at one point or another, has known that the answer is outside.