Remember when....................

[uptown]

Remember when---

All the girls had ugly gym uniforms? And wore tennis shoes not $200 Nike's!?


It took three minutes for the TV to warm up??


Nobody owned a purebred dog?



When a quarter was a decent allowance?



You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?



Your Mom wore nylons that came in two pieces?



You got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, and gas pumped, without asking, all for free, every time? And you didn't pay for air? And, you got trading stamps to boot?


Laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels hidden inside the box?


It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?


They threatened to keep kids back a grade if they failed... and they did it!


When a 57 Chevy was everyone's dream car...to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady?


No one ever asked where the car keys were because they were always in the car, in the ignition, and the doors were never locked?



Lying on your back in the grass with your friends... and saying things like, 'That cloud looks like a... '??


Playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game?


Stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals because no one had yet tried to poison a perfect stranger...



And with all our progress, don't you just wish, just once, you could slip back in time and savor the slower pace, and share it with the children of today.


When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited the student at home?



Basically we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! But we survived because their love was greater than the threat.



And our summers were filled with bike rides, Hula Hoops, and visits to the pool, and eating Kool-Aid powder with sugar.

Didn' t that feel good, just to go back and say, 'Yeah, I remember that'??

I am sharing this with you today because it ended with a Double Dog Dare to pass it on... To remember what a Double Dog Dare is, read on... And remember that the perfect age is somewhere between old enough to know better and too young to care.


Send this on to someone who can still remember Howdy Doody and The Peanut Gallery, the Lone Ranger, The Shadow Knows, Nellie Bell , Roy and Dale, Trigger and Buttermilk.?
 

How Many Of These Do You Remember??
Candy cigarettes...

Wax Coke-shaped wax bottles with colored sugar water inside...


Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles...

Coffee shops with Table Side Jukeboxes...

Blackjack, Clove and Teaberry chewing gum...


Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers...


Newsreels before the movie...?



Telephone numbers with a word prefix...( Yukon 2-601). Party lines...


Peashooters...?



Hi-Fi's & 45 RPM records...


78 RPM records...


Green Stamps...


Mimeograph paper...


The Fort Apache Play Set...

Do You Remember a Time When Decisions were made by going...?
'eeny-meeny-miney-moe'??

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, 'Do Over!'??

'Race issue' meant arguing about who ran the fastest?


Catching The Fireflies Could Happily Occupy An Entire Evening?



It wasn't odd to have two or three 'Best
Friends'...?


Having a Weapon in School meant being caught with a Slingshot?< BR>

Saturday morning cartoons weren't 30-minute commercials for action figures?


'Oly-oly-oxen-free' made perfect sense?


Spinning around, getting dizzy, and falling down was cause for giggles?



The Worst Embarrassment was being picked last for a team?


War was a card game?


Baseball cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle?


Taking drugs meant orange flavored chewable aspirin?


Water balloons were the ultimate weapon?


If you can remember most or all of these, Then You Have Lived!!!!!!!

Pass this on to anyone who may need a break from their 'Grown-Up' Life...
I Double-Dog-Dare-Ya!
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[VonMessa]

Wow, you just sent me on a 1/2 hour nostalgia spree 

[Nypsy]

Remember when---


You'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny?
 

I still do.   

[Shuffler]

Nice read...... memories run deep.

[Flossy]

I remember just about everything in that list!!      

[BaDkaRmA158Th]

Nope, sorry i was born in 82, the age of a plastic plan for a plastic life formed from a plastic lie.


You want your gas prices to go down? demand things start being made of metals again. Then why would we want things outlasting us? (strong sarcasm)



Great post tho Op. 

[uptown]

Wow, you just sent me on a 1/2 hour nostalgia spree  

  Lots of stuff hit home with me and I figured a few here would enjoy thinking back to the "good ole days" as well.

[The Fugitive]

WOW!

Smelling mimeograph paper meant the teachers were printing out the tests! Loved that smell!

It took three minutes for the TV to warm up, and they were black and white with only 3 channels, 4 if you count they really "snowy" one. Rotary anttenas if your parents had some extra cash. Remember it sounding like the turret of a 5" coming around!

It was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents?, I remember my first trip to a Mcdonalds, a whole meal for less than a buck!

Green Stamps... That was a big outing for us, drive to the redemption center to turn them in for all kinds of new things. I think that was how we got our first "new" TV

How about building tree houses with junk wood and bent nails.

Jumping off swing sets that were NOT cemented down and see who could jump highest and farthest BEFORE the swing set flipped over.

And once you got those cards in the spokes of your bike yo of course had to see "motorcycle" could jump the best and promptly set up a ramp at the bottom of a big hill 

Only rule back then was to be home before the street lights came on.

Was a blast being a kid back then. We were broke and never even noticed! The good old days! 

[shppr01]

Thanks for sharing all that!! Now I am going to get my walker and go eat dinner cause its almost 4pm .

[Maverick]

Don't forget having a big metal red wagon. Then you got it up at the top of a rise, had a friend push as fast as he could and slid it sideways in a skid seeing who could slide it the furthest. You could also tie a rope to it and take turns towing each other around on your bikes seeing how fast you could make turns.

Kites were great fun. If you didn't have the money to buy one you could make one from newspaper, scotch tape / paste, small dry twigs and string. Don't forget the tail or if it crashed you had to start over. Tops could be bought and thrown with pieces of string. You had contests to see who could put the top in the smallest circle and have it spin the longest.

I also swam in the street when it rained in the summer. There was a small spot that filed to about 4 foot of water. That was before they paved the residential streets 3 miles north of down town Tucson.

Carnival rides were 10 cents. If you had a whole dollar you got 15 tickets for rides. The shooting arcades used real rifles with real bullets (cb caps) with the rifles in tall steel hoops to keep you pointed in the right direction. The front sights were still bent off to the side but if you were good you could work around it.

Phones had dials. You didn't push a button, you stuck your finger in the hole and turned the dial to the stop. When it came back you did it again for another digit. Some houses out in the country still had crank phones that worked on party lines.

If you had a 3 speed bike you had a really fast bike. There was a 2 speed Schwinn bike. All you had to do to change gears was to slightly push the pedal back then pedal forward again. You had to pay attention to which gear you were in or you could fall off if the pedal spun too fast under you when you were expecting high gear. Brakes were all push the pedal bake to lock the rear wheel.

Your old relatives out in the country still had crank up cars and tractors. If you behaved you got the chance to work on them and drive them.

It was normal for me to grab the old worn out 22 and go hunting jackrabbits to try and keep them out of the garden plots at the Uncle's ranch. I got teased about it and one day the old guy said he bet I couldn't even hit that big old crow on top of the tree 30 yards away with it. When I dropped it on the first shot standing he then told me to make sure I got a rabbit for the dogs and to bring it back. Later on in the summertime my Uncle would toss me the 22 and tell me to go out and get a couple rabbits either for the table or to help stretch the dog food for the ranch dogs. A few years later on he would toss the 30 30 and tell me to go shoot those &Y$(#( coyotes stealing his chickens. When I brought one back he offered to buy me all the ammo I needed for that job. Instead of his 30-30 I talked him into letting me use my 22-250 a ways out or a 22 LR and call them in closer to the house.

I miss that old worn out Winchester slide 22 he had with the octagonal barrel. I often wonder who got that rifle since I sure didn't get it. That rifle got me a bunch of rabbits and lots of long walks out into the desert away from the "old folks" back in the house.

[Rich52]

I remember only needing a note from my Ma to buy her ciggarettes at the corner store. When nobody broke up Kids fistfighting or even much cared. When everyone ran like Hell when the cops pulled up, not pull out their cam phones. I remember when the chain of commands for a beatdown, after acting like a jackoff, was Nun-Priest-Mom-Dad. And the school and everyone else would simply laugh if a parent showed up and threatened suite.

I remember stalking game in my neighborhood, or Huns, with my arsenal of plastic guns and nobody called the cops. I remember when you had really better shaddup when the old man told you to. I remember drinking orange Pop and playing pinball in the local Tavern as our dads watched baseball and drank tap Schlitz, or even sitting at the bar with them. I remember when nobody every got divorced.

I remember when the fathers in the neighborhood would go out at 0300 , on a -30% wind chill night, to help the firemen put away hoses. I remember when Dads coached even when they didnt have kids on the teams. I remember when cops never bothered working people "nor do I now", and when the public backed them no matter what. I remember when a 12yo was expected to get a paper route or cut Lawns, cause there sure as hell wasnt going to be any money "given" to you by your parents.

I remember 3 main TV stations that you only got to watch on weekends. I remember when Verne Gagna was a God of Pro wrestleing. I remember picnics. All summer long, picnics for everything you belonged to. I remember how proud I was the first time I put my scout uniform on, learning to shoot when I was 8yo, shooting my straight and recurve bows in our basement range, staying up all night with my dad before a deer hunt cause he couldnt sleep, rooting for the Packers even tho I loved the Bears, watching Ernie Banks and other ball players spend hours signing balls for kids before games, being given a sip of beer from the old man and everyone else minding their business. I remember when there were no cameras or other ways big brother could watch you. I remember when farmers loved granting permission when they saw a dad with his kid out for a day of bird shooting.

It was a better time, the '60s. A great time to grow up when you actually had freedoms.

[icepac]

Dialing free long distance calls from courtesy phones at FBOs nationwide.

You just have to be fast with the switch hook.

[Gr8pape]

I remember walking the train track looking for bottles to turn in so I could buy some baseball cards.

Praying that whenever I was doing something wrong, none of my parents friends would see me, back when they could spank you and then send you home to get another one from mom and dad.

Getting spankings in school and another when I got home.

Smokes were a $1 a pack, gas was .80 a gal., snickers and a 16 oz coke in a glass bottle was less than a dollar.

Coming home from school and watching the beautiful Ginger, Mary Ann, and Jeannie on tv.

Going hunting with my brother and not having to worry about where we were or who's property, just as long as we didn't kill any livestock.

Working with my grandfather on his farm, pulling veggies, shooting crows, and learning how to weld and blacksmith at 10 yrs old.

Staying out till dusk, not having the parents give the third degree about where you were, going out to play and leaving the front door unlocked until the folks got home, leaving my bike on the front porch all night and then waking up to find it right where I left it.

Riding that same bike 3 miles back and forth to school at 10 and no helmet needed just call mom at work when ya got home from school, go right back out a play till dinner time.

I was born in 71, had a great time growing up as a kid back then, too bad the world has gotten to the point where we can't let our kids grow up the same way we did, nice idea for a post too. 

[ebfd11]

I remember riding my bike to school and that was 7 miles away, it was a privilege to do so.

Going to the store and having a dollar and walking out with a big bag of real "penny" candy.

Having to call your friend and talk to him on the phone, not texting.

The once a week trip with your parents to the local restaurant and getting the largest icecream your gut could handle and all of it came back under 20 dollars.

High tech was a term not someones name, LOL just kidding, and the high tech item I can remember was, VHS and cable.

Seat belt laws were non existant and the cars were big enough 2 children could sleep on the floor and still be comfortable enough on the road trips.

You were able to leave the doors unlocked, because there wasn't a high crime rate.

THERE WAS NO INTERNET

[Grayeagle]

Steel dashboards.

No seat belts.

Learnin to drive by moonlight ..ya .. without headlights.. on the hiway.

Chasin deer on a big black Stallion just for the heck of it across the hills near Stocket, Montana.

My first car .. a 55 cheby ..bought for 25 bucks for my 15th birthday.

Gas at 25 cents a gallon.

Watchin the F-101 Voodoo's blast out of Malmstrom at night in AB.

The H-man movie scarin the crap outta me.

Shootin my first deer at 15, bolt action 30-06 ..one shot one kill..
..after trackin it thru the snow for about a mile near the South Fork of the Dearborn river near Lincoln, Montana
..with my Dad and a friend of his.

Drive in movies in a friends 32 Ford, girlfriend and I in the rumble seat with a sleepin bag
spread out in the next spot over when we parked ..serious neckin an such

Cruisin Central in Phoenix.

-GE aka Frank