Amen! I grew up as a "swamp rat" in what was then a small town "out in the country" about thirty miles from Chicago. Nowadays, it's just another bedroom community without a vacant field between it and the city, and seemingly without an unpolluted swamp. My swamp time as a kid made me completely comfortable in the jungles of SE Asia, while "city kids" seemed generally panicked by the notion of dirt and creepy-crawly critters. Three cheers for goop and slime! Given a chance to let it out, I suspect that most of still have some of that "primordial slime" in our veins.