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Offline Ripsnort

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« on: October 25, 2002, 09:44:22 AM »
Of course, from a younger age prospective...
Mom was at home when the kids got home from school.

When nobody owned a purebred dog.

When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another quarter, a huge  bonus.

When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.

When all of your male teachers wore neckties and female teachers had their hair done and wore high heels.

When 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.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.

When the worst thing you could do at school was smoke in the bathrooms, flunk a test or chew gum.

When a Chevy was everyone's dream car ... to cruise, peel out, lay rubber or watch submarine races, and people went steady and girls wore a class ring with an inch of wrapped yarn so it would fit her finger.

Remember lying on your back on the grass with your friends and saying things like "That cloud looks like a ... "

Remember jumping waves at the ocean for hours in that cold water. And playing baseball with no adults to help kids with the rules of the game.

Back then, baseball was not a psychological group learning experience-- it was a game.

Remember when stuff from the store came without safety caps and hermetic seals 'cause 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...

Remember when being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving 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 all survived because their love was greater than the threat.

Go back with me for a minute....

Before the Internet or the MAC Before semi automatics and crack Before SEGA or Super Nintendo...Way back ....

I'm talkin' bout hide and go seek at dusk.

Red light, Green light.

Kick the can.

Playing kickball &dodge ball until your porch light came on. Mother May I? Red Rover Hula Hoops Roller skating to music Running through the sprinkler...

Christmas morning ....

Your first day of school Bedtime Prayers and Goodnight Kisses Climbing trees

Getting an Ice Cream off the Ice Cream Truck

A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers

Jumpin' on the bed.

Pillow fights

Runnin' till you were out of breath

Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt

Being tired from playin'....

Your first crush ....Remember that? I 'm not finished yet....

Kool-Aid was the drink of summer

Toting your friends on your handle bars

Didn't that feel good, just to go back and say,

Yeah, I remember that!

There's nothing like the good old days.

They were good then, and they're good now when we think about them.

Share some of these thoughts with a friend who can relate, then share it with someone that missed out on them. I want to go back to the time when............

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo"

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"

"Race issue"; meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "Monopoly"

Catching the fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.

Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better.

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people" rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare"

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

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest  protectors.

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!!

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« Reply #1 on: October 25, 2002, 10:26:18 AM »
LOL, good post.

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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 all survived because their love was greater than the threat.
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Amen,  I was sure that I could be replaced.  I never doubted that my parents loved me.  I also never doubted that if I pushed my luck far enough my life would end.

fear is a good temporary stand in until you get your mind around the concept of respect, and good behavior for it's own sake.

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« Reply #2 on: October 25, 2002, 10:50:50 AM »
I remember them as good old days too.

The school across the street was our playground. Nothing was more fun than playing army in the corridors and on the roof. The insurance companies would have a heart attack nowadays, not to mention that we were carrying pretty cool looking toy guns. :eek:

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« Reply #3 on: October 25, 2002, 11:05:57 AM »
back in 2-3rd grade every day was an adventure.  we could have a blast over the stupidest stuff.

one of my favorite memorys was walking to school every morning.  it was about 8-10 blocks if you followed the road.  but there was one house on the way that shared it's back border with the feild at the school, this house didn't have a fence.  you could knock about half the distance off your walk if you cut through the yard.  chained in the back was this huge, mean nasty, and blind dog.  he had good hearing and would attack anything that entered his chain reach.

every morning me & about 5 friends would cut through this yard.  we would sneak into popsition, with half of us on each side.  one guy would jump into range of the dog, and when the dog came after him he would run back as the guy on the other side would take off and run through. then that guy would bait the dog, and the next would run through on the other side.  the dog never got anyof us but we had some very close calls, one kid dropped his books and we had a hell of a time distracting the dog long enough to get them all.

like I said, fairly small stupid thing.  but I started every school day those 2 years feeling like a comando returning from a sucessful raid with my whole crew in tact.

man life was cool back then

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« Reply #4 on: October 25, 2002, 11:08:23 AM »
Thank you Ripsnort, you have remembered me wonderful things I   set aside in my memory,  and yes, its nice to think I "lived " all that


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« Reply #5 on: October 25, 2002, 11:27:05 AM »
I remember playing at a nearby construction site. They had a HUGE hill (well it seemed huge) terraced every 5 feet or so. We decided it would be cool to see if our red wagon would make it down this hill...... with us in it of course!

We wiped out EVERY time. But never stopped trying until they fenced the hill off.

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« Reply #6 on: October 25, 2002, 11:38:22 AM »
Very nice, and all very true, Ripsnort.

I am still planning...one of thes days...to buy a bright red '64 Impala convertible so that I can drive around town with the top down and the radio blaring it's max.  I won't care what everyone thinks.

- oldman

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« Reply #7 on: October 25, 2002, 12:26:05 PM »
Seems that someone is confusing the wonderfulness of youth with the 60s.  The 60s didn't bring the magic refered to above, nor did it go away then.  It may have since... but it had two additional decades for the transition to occur.

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« Reply #8 on: October 25, 2002, 12:34:45 PM »
I might add, this is not my writing, cut and paste from an email you'll probably get in the next 2 months (I get all the jokes, pics, cartoons,etc. 2 months before the rest of the world) :D

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« Reply #9 on: October 25, 2002, 12:35:56 PM »
Actually Rip, I got that E-mail 2 months ago.



:p

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« Reply #10 on: October 25, 2002, 12:41:22 PM »
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Originally posted by midnight Target
Actually Rip, I got that E-mail 2 months ago.



:p


Yeah, I've had it since April in my "SAVED MAIL" , just brought it out since reading the 60's thread.:cool:

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« Reply #11 on: October 25, 2002, 12:43:31 PM »
I sent it to ya.

Muahahahahahha!

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« Reply #12 on: October 25, 2002, 01:08:35 PM »
ROTFLMAO! When IT guys play "mine is bigger".

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« Reply #13 on: October 25, 2002, 01:25:48 PM »
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ROTFLMAO! When IT guys play "mine is bigger".


NEVER call me an IT guy. Thats another division. :) I'm an IS guy. :D

The difference is quite apparent, the IT guy would be a slimey one-celled creature floating in the bacterial soup in the pond on the Darwin ladder, and the IS guy would be an upright, walking ape.
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« Reply #14 on: October 25, 2002, 02:51:30 PM »
Wow Rip...

...Those days sucked!!!