What did you do in 66

[Silat]

My mom drove a white gto, and I got to shift grears when I was about 4.

In 1966 I drove a GTO.

[cattb]

In 1966 I drove a GTO.

I was playing with my little cars and trucks in 66. I also remember well having to get underneath my desk at school for the air raid drills.
I do remember well my mother taking me on a ride. She went  through the haight ashbury in 67, "the summer of love" I think it was called. I guess she was curious.

[lyric1]

I had piles of that stuff Lyric, I think most of it got straffed and napalmed as I got older.

My mother keeps my old train set to this day when ever kids comes by she gets it out for them.

[Old Sport]

Listened to Top 40

"Put silver wings on my son's chest. Make him one of America's best"

"Oh, Sweet Pea
Won't you be my girl
Won't you, won't you, won't you be my girl"

"Barberann bar-bar, bar-Barberann..."

"Wild thing, I think I love ya... But I wanna know for sure..."

"And I think it's gonna be alright
Yeah, the worst is over now
The mornin' sun is shinin' like a red rubber ball"

"Good, Good, Good, Good Vibrations..."

"Just walk away Renee..."

http://www.chartjunkie.com/1966.htm

And was trying to learn Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass hits on my new cornet.

[Lab Rat 3947]

Graduated high school.     

Had a beautiful red haired girlfriend. She became my wife the following year.

Crashed my Dad's 1960 Mk 1 Austin Healy Sprite into the back of a new 1966 Lincoln Continental. I was looking at a girl in a miniskirt.
Scratched the chrome on the Lincoln's rear bumper. Cost $1600 to replace the front of the Sprite. $300 less than what he had paid for it. Spent 5 days in the hospital. That saved me from being yelled at about the car. I never did tell my parents about the being distacted by very short mini skirt, until many years later.

Moved from Burbank to Mission Viejo.

It was an interesting time.   

[ink]

that one cracked me up also 

wasn't a twinkle in the old mans eye for another 3 years....the year no one starved 

[Tupac]

My bird was built in 1966

[Rich52]

My mother keeps my old train set to this day when ever kids comes by she gets it out for them.

I'd kill for one of those racing car sets I had back then. That and my Johnny Eagle Safari rifle that shot actual plastic bullets. I hunted out my block of every Lion, Buffalo, Leopard, and Elephant.

[Grayeagle]

Sophomore year of High School, John Marshall High School, Portland Oregon.

Cruised parts of 82nd Avenue with a friend in his project car .. an early corvair he had stuffed a chrysler 383 and torqueflite tranny under-into.
(he could weld, his dad owned a wreckin yard .. it wasn't pretty but it could do the most amazing burnouts
Frame was home made, front engine drive, corvair body was kinda tacked on, sat a little higher than a normal corvair,
..had this awesome V8 grumble ..ahh .. the days of Thrush Mufflers and cheap headers

He could lite the tires up in any forward gear,
useda have a bit of fun doin a burnout on the top of a speed bump and the car would slide backwards off it and just sit there, fryin the tires until you could not see the car

Old bias ply nylons .. hard, no traction to speak of, about the tread contact patch of an average O-ring

-GE aka Frank

[ozrocker]

I was 6, started 1st grade. Playing was a major time consumer of course.
I remember listening on AM top 40 too, as FM was underground radio and
not well known back then. My musical tastes were getting clearer when I heard
songs like "White Rabbit" and "8 Miles High". ( Maybe that was 67,lol).
The big thing back then was owning a "Japanese Transistor Radio", because
you could walk around with it.
I remember Cronkite on the Evening News, talking about Civil unrest and Vietnam.


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[icepac]

Forgot to add I was playing with this, frisbees, hula hoops, and waking up in the middle of the night to tune the stations on the uhf adapter reciever.

I still keep a hula hoop and have seen the hula hoop bring many a party to the next level.

[SIK1]

I use to have one of those Fire Chief helmets. I don't remember mine having the microphone or loudspeaker though.

[icepac]

Mine didn't either but some friend did and we used to beat box and make machine gun sounds on it.

[caldera]

I popped out in may, strangling on my umbilical cord.  Kind of explains the brain damage. 

[Penguin]

From what my parents tell me, I wasn't a fan of leaving.  I was one day away from being overdue, and when I did come out, it was an all-day ordeal and they had to pry me out by the head with forceps.  It was nuts- I'm glad that I don't remember it.

-Penguin